This is a song about "Major"

And informing all you lames that i may not appear as major

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

She was a major curse

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

From 93 til infinity, we poppin major drama still

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Everyday we make a major decision,

Ross and folarin, couple women

Money is most of y'all interest

And ill hiss major diss gave you a lisp

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

They shoot you over that paper, its just survivalist human nature

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

Makin major statements about outrageous crazy shit

So i heard you gotta be on a major label

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible