This is a song about "Max mills"

Our history that they stole, africa

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

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

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

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

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

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max

Petrified planking and trending mills

I only got four minutes

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