This is a song about "Max woodrow"

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max

Probably banging in your sister with my children swimming in her system

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

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

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

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

I like rollin' with friends

Trying to get max strength

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

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

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

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

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

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