This is a song about "Max likes smeg"

No one likes you man you're a shame, you're crazy you insane?

He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

She likes casinos every other night

So gon' and be my dealer baby

Other rappers cant stand the likes of me

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

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

Slang from dust to dawn, detectives act like they maniacs

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper

And weather or not she likes me is still a blur

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

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

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

You see nobody likes a bully so watch what you say