This is a song about "Major"

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

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Like im michael jordan major, you niggas harold miner

Everyday we make a major decision,

The race war, when it's us against all of them

And ill hiss major diss gave you a lisp

If you feel it, it must be real just

With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night

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

So good bye, and should you major this bit?

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Another round what the song say

I need money in a major way

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

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