This is a song about "Max hanzlik"

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

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

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

America will find a way to eliminate the problem

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

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

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

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

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

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

I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap

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