This is a song about "Major"

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

Three major players gettin papers by the layers

Makin major statements about outrageous crazy shit

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

I'm hopped up on it, it won't go away

I need money in a major way

Professional shit fuck bitch corporal aerospace major

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Major fibber, missin dinner with wistful sinners

And ill hiss major diss gave you a lisp

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised

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

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves