This is a song about "Max bar"

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

Or closed casket for our troubles

She prayed on me passing that bar

'bout to get my other car

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

I don’t care where ya are

I now raisie the bar higher

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

But you insist on going bar for bar, that'd be

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar

Or party with your guys drinking bub in the bar,

They call me say, word

Tweak the bar, swap the verb

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

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