This is a song about "Max green"

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

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

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

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

Start whine, my gyal, start whine

Toking green hoping for dopamine

People wonder why grass is green,

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Miami nights, it was all a dream

Doesnt mean you have to turn so green

Bout that green like baby bop

By any means, if ya like it or not

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

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

You an ugly nigga, cee lo green

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen