This is a song about "Main"

I got a hundred bitches here tryna be my main chick

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

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

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Once as a slave who imagined being free

It's like a stain, the main memory,

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

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

Time for me to take the role of the main catalyst,

Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

Sylvester stallone and arnie are the main men,