This is a song about "Max zack"

Illustrated my lyrics are ill and that gets you frustrated so welcome max version

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

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

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

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

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

I used to sell them things in triangles

I think you and your friends

Trying to get max strength

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max

Oh shit guess who's back yeah that's right it's zack

You gotta adapt though i'm never going back

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

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