This is a song about "Max muller"

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

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

Probably banging in your sister with my children swimming in her system

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

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

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

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

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

I like rollin' with friends

Trying to get max strength

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

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

But that was way before i made the dough and met the game

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

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

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