This is a song about "My main hoes"

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes,

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Find whatever it is you need/ from the bomb bay car fucking hoes on main/

And i don't know no triple h, but this is all about the game

Cuz i fuck any rap makin the rap game my main whore, as my lyrical brain brings more,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I ain't gonna have ya try ta have you play me like a silly clown

My lifes consists of circus clowns, i control them, shut the main circuit down.

I gotta little clout

My ex-hoes keep ballin out,

Zonin on these emotions yo flow is my main component

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

A lotta hoes in my phone

Soon as i get home

Dont got many fears but my main fear is me

So high i’m on the ceiling baby