This is a song about "Max bond"

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

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

Your boy like it was bond tailored.

Shit, in this white man's world

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

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

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

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

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

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

I like rollin' with friends

Trying to get max strength

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

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

Till we shared a bond truly only glue knows

You feel it from your head to your toes