This is a song about "Max bemis"

Trying to get max strength

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

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

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

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