This is a song about "Pepsi max"

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

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

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

I done lost too many homies to this motherfuckin' game

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Drink it up boys, like pepsi,

Red beam on it like kano back, high price for the volcano rap

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

I think you and your friends

Trying to get max strength

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

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