This is a song about "Kaman max"

I think you and your friends

Trying to get max strength

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

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

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/

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Yh, we do it air max,on the ankles/

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

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

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

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

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame