This is a song about "Max mills"

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

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

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

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

My reservation is to make some mills

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Trying to get max strength

I think you and your friends

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

Confidence to the max multiplied by ten, finally coming out of the den/

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

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

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

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

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