This is a song about "Max bond"

Girls will love you for your cross they ain't jesus lovers

Amateurs! like bond missin' mission parameters

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

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

I got something you've been waiting for

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

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

Probably banging in your sister with my children swimming in her system

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Strengthening our special bond that parting could never server.

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

But the industry's a lot like, a crap game

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

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

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

Blowing that money here, making money in europe