This is a song about "Max deems"

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

He insane, already gone madblames himself for his setbacks

But most times darling the sequel sucks

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

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

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

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

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

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

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

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

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