This is a song about "Max lopez"

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 diss wiggas that do this shit. i'm pissed the fuck off to the max man so fuck it.

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

America will find a way to eliminate the problem

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

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

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

It's not a game when i tell you, that i feel this max payne

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

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

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck

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

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

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max

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