This is a song about "Max and hannah"

I diss wiggas that do this shit. i'm pissed the fuck off to the max man so fuck it.

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

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

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

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

I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

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

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

Self-awarding, negligence of the less important

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Mad, just like max, you must be glad you had a patch/

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

Social conditioning and

So dunn stay silent