This is a song about "Max the axe"

Runnin' with an axe i'm mike myers/

So you finally got the nerve

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Yh, we do it air max,on the ankles/

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

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

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

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

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

Cut 'em in half half way to the gymnasium with my axe

So now she picks up the gun

The bigger the the fun

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

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