This is a song about "Fat max"

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

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

This a mad world, and im mad max,you a bag girl,your raps are mad whack

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

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

Big stacks, no lego bricks

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

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

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

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

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh