This is a song about "My bio max"

But you don't have a chance

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

I'm on max stun, my phasers ain't gonna taze ya, they gonna crack some,

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

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

Cold, my style making my nose run

My streaks my testament.

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

These my rhymes and my story

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

On my face for dating my school's bio teacher what a mistress

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness