This is a song about "Main"

I got a hundred bitches here tryna be my main chick

There's a million names for your kind of chronic

It's like a stain, the main memory,

I reel them in, goadomes on see

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

Now you speaking my language

Ses starter main pudding,

Why not me the same thing

Oh you a muslim now, no more dope game

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

Thats the main difference between you and me,