This is a song about "Max wu"

Don't fuck around and make it true

Wu tang clan the w and the u

Rap just hasn't been the same since wu-tang sang,

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

Wu tang creeper, dairy with the creamer

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

But habits have changed and i've been trying to change mine all the way

And kanye west" and the crew like "wu tang" i loved the lyrics that they

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

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

The wu tang clan's 36 chambers, that was a dream,

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

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