This is a song about "Max rek"

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

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

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

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

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

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

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

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

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

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

I think you and your friends

Trying to get max strength

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