This is a song about "Max clay"

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

Started as cassius clay then drift to ali,no apologies it's time we stand up

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

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

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

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

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

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

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

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

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

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

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb