This is a song about "Main"

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

When i'm working for certain, i'm hurting the game

Your pride flows through the air like the lions main

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

They were living to strive, two stories with a main point

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Your main chick is now my bitch

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

Well one man’s trash is another man’s treasure

Making music is the main goal better

Side bitch dark cocoa,main bitch flash photo

Get you high, keep it on the low

We're the main ingredients to making good love salt and pepper

Just remember i said it, by the end of november

I bet you hear that white music

Tryna be that main chick