This is a song about "Maximum sentences"

Think i'm fucking kidding 'round, killing kids with the sentences,

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

One hundred and eighty three life sentences ill be back once off

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Platinum the minimum, maximum is stabbin' eminem,

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

Degenerate lyricists.. limit this.. visionless crowd of sentences//

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

I sense some censorship while your dwelling on sentences

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Take it to the maximum, i can't relax see, i'm

Motherfuckin' place at the same motherfuckin' time

And you wonder why you,can never seem to get a piece of the american pie dude

This monster that lingers in me so abs#truse to conjure up these sentences of dis#pute