This is a song about "Main"

Balling, but it’s not a game

The main reason i came

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

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

And i don't know no triple h, but this is all about the game

Find whatever it is you need/ from the bomb bay car fucking hoes on main/

Severing your main veins opening them up with grenades leaving decay

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

You better remain calm for main terror psalm

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

I'm the main person in the cast

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

To this day, the game, will never be the same

I take a sip of hennessy and then get pissy drunk

Zonin on these emotions yo flow is my main component