This is a song about "Max mills"

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max

Trying to get max strength

I like rollin' with friends

My reservation is to make some mills

Hold it..now thank you for silence

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

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

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

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Petrified planking and trending mills

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

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

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