This is a song about "Major events"

Earl sweatshirt, tyler, the creator

Over the whole head space saved for major

Makin major statements about outrageous crazy shit

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

Major fibber, missin dinner with wistful sinners

I say bitch a lot, though i'm proud of my sisters

When i'm the master of events n' master the mic

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

Like im michael jordan major, you niggas harold miner

Type of chick that only dress in something that’s designer

Rerunning through the events of this fine night

And what you wive me let me know that we'll be alright

Writing off scraps of the paper, know i might not make raps that are major

They trying to be the greatest, their whole signing was a favor

I need money in a major way

Then some lady named billie holiday