This is a song about "Major"

Yo, you little niggas better check my french

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

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Of a waiter but the way i'm dropping shit is major

Folarin, the muse of the hater

Making my infastructure major

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

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

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

From 93 til infinity, we poppin major drama still

Over the whole head space saved for major

I chill now, cop a lil' ice later

This ones for the lovers

She was a major curse