This is a song about "Starbucks on pepsi max"

Yh, we do it air max,on the ankles/

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

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

Probably banging in your sister with my children swimming in her system

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

Relying on myself

We can never be friends

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Not even on psychedelics today but i'm tripping on whats going on

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Riding on coyotes while i'm trippin' on peyote

That's word to my mom

Feel your chest on top on