This is a song about "Maximum sentences"

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

With african battle squads loading gats to the maximum

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

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Finishing my sentences with trained takes an pores glistening

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening

Ships that sail to distant places

Magical sentences

Venomous sentences, please approach with much caution

Can you blame her? hundred dollars for them bitches wann’t a option

Missiles, do that to the maximum, they're street sweepers,

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

I grimace a bit, it's like i'm serving criminal sentences,

I'm married to the game, to the maximum, nissan,

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john