This is a song about "Major"

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

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

If i sent my dad letters

She was a major curse

The damage is major, hoping it all gets better

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

But i'm jumping on this track for a major comeback

Where maino at? in my new whip with the same old strap

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

So good bye, and should you major this bit?

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

Yo, you little niggas better check my french

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

And she ain't have to go and fuck on anybody for a dollar, making good decisions