This is a song about "Max the axe"

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

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

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

You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but

For you to die, oh snap, here comes by battle axe, now i bet you feel as small as

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

I throw him the axe to to his back down he goes flat thats that

I bring the axe down, tell em drop dead, leave em charred

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art