This is a song about "Major muscles of the body"

The shape of your body is a perfect work of art,

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

Like the sewage in the major polluted cities , stripped the roots

Yo, you little niggas better check my french

Paper's with kush by the bush that has a major stench

Out of this word play? ... no! i'ma dump your body in the bay.

But habits have changed and i've been trying to change mine all the way

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

I want the you out of my body so bad you just

Over the whole head space saved for major

And there's little to be glad for

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

I major in bloodspillin, im totally committed to visions of killin chickens

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Never tame to any part of the body/