This is a song about "Max keas"

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max

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

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

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

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

Used to call me the african don dada

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

Probably banging in your sister with my children swimming in her system

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

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Trying to get max strength

I think you and your friends

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

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