This is a song about "Starbucks on pepsi max"

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Aight, keep going, on and on

Feel your chest on top on

Pay dues like a hair salon

Feel your chest on top on

New message from mom

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

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

Confidence to the max multiplied by ten, finally coming out of the den/

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Explosion even killing the starbucks liberals

I could go on and on and on for hours,

I've become immune to you no name haters