This is a song about "Max mills"

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

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

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

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

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

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

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

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

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

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

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

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

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