This is a song about "Max"

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

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

Trying to get max strength

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

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

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

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

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

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,

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

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

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.

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max