This is a song about "Major"

She was a major curse

Strumming my pain with his fingers

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

I need money in a major way

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Three major players gettin papers by the layers

Over the whole head space saved for major

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

I am that major legislature

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Kids on there's nothing there while my major organs play like instruments

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

More major than frajer cakes baked; man, they got the cons right