Confidence to the max multiplied by ten, finally coming out of the den/
Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen
It's not a game when i tell you, that i feel this max payne
Brings alotta joy buggati boy thats lane to lane
This a mad world, and im mad max,you a bag girl,your raps are mad whack
Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back
Aristotle has arrived
For that paper, i'mma grind
These wussies pretending to stand big
Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic
Apart from my nipples, and that i've got three,
I kill me just like you from the back you'll see
Yeah my ego aint that big,
And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick
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