This is a song about "Max is a loser"

You are gonna look like a loser, when you go against me,

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

I will never be a quitter , or a big broad loser

Now they say i look good but i'm a loser inside

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

And that fear made me into a loser

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

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

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

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

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

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

Used to be labeled a loser but now look who won,