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

And my niggas all the same

The main reason i came

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

You are a pretender one of those main offenders.

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

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

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

Put three g's on the three j's signed to the roc/

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

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

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

Making music is the main goal better

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

I can't complaini've seen my fair share of the fame

Your pride flows through the air like the lions main