This is a song about "3ds max"

My lyrics are ill to the max that's why they've thrown up,

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

Confidence to the max multiplied by ten, finally coming out of the den/

Raised in this whirlwindour childhood years, recall the tears: heart laced with venom

I'm on max stun, my phasers ain't gonna taze ya, they gonna crack some,

It's not a game when i tell you, that i feel this max payne

Enough to drive a man insane, a woman insane

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

Illustrated my lyrics are ill and that gets you frustrated so welcome max version

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

And now i'm amplifying my shit, turing it to the max,

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

Through the microphone, max alone, hold the throne, slam ya,