This is a song about "Max out"

Man nobody out here's got it figured out

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought

The coldest bout to show out

Baby heading down a cloud

Used to call me the african don dada

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

I've got nothin' to worry about

Stressed out, ya you know im stressed out

Song: "we can work it out"

Put a g spot on a 8 cloud

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

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

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

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