This is a song about "The three main groups of resources"

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

And prostitutes, and brutes controllin' blocks in groups,

But of course i was the main stress. might as well do less.

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

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

Heyyyy! got some static for some niggas on the other side of town

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Time for me to take the role of the main catalyst,

At the age of fuckin three

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Ain't no one in my circle that can say they perform better

We're the main ingredients to making good love salt and pepper

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

You are a pretender one of those main offenders.

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

The main symbol of christ is the crucifix