This is a song about "Max colucy"

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

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

I can't complaini've seen my fair share of the fame

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

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max

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

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

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

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

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

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

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

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

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