This is a song about "Minor"

Goadome nikes, the cortazone of the poem writer

All my shit designer and i’m still a minor

Man, i'm coming off a minor setback,

You gotta adapt though i'm never going back

Coz what you call war, i call it minor obstacle

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

Can we differentiate the class of the minor state

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

Now that's just a minor diss, so don't take it to heart

Roar like a tiger, my rap crew be minor

Regardless to all them, i appease her