This is a song about "Max rek"

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

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

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

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

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

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

Trying to get max strength

I think you and your friends

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

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

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

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

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

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck