This is a song about "Max rek"

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

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

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

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

Trying to get max strength

I think you and your friends

Illustrated my lyrics are ill and that gets you frustrated so welcome max version

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

Confidence to the max multiplied by ten, finally coming out of the den/

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

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

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max

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