This is a song about "Major"

And ill hiss major diss gave you a lisp

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

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

So good bye, and should you major this bit?

I just wanna be higher than that

Shout out to mid-majors, who forget what they major

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

From 93 til infinity, we poppin major drama still

Last year i was unknown but now am major

Motherfuckers, every time i see the paper

Major fibber, missin dinner with wistful sinners

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

I need money in a major way

Few chips, i get out n' spray