I'm sittin on a periwinkle blue bench on my back patio sippin on a glass of rye.
It's 70 degrees with a breeze, blowin trees, I mean the wind as well as me, bet yo' ass I'm high.
No need for a war, lemme pacify.
Move the hatred aside, let it pass me by.
I'll answer any question, except if you ask me why.
Free as a feather forever, not the last to fly.
Life's short, play it harder than a sport on a court, because in the end everybody has to die.
Put a pistol in the air and you blast the sky,
Like you could hit the man above and make that bastard cry.
That's blas-phem-I, I mean blasphemy.
Another bullet and you pull it, now you blast for me.
Now you've killed God and MAX M. ILL but is your task complete?
Barrel pressed against your temple, now they pass in three.
But not this time 'cause I'm alive and so I'm guessing God has intervened.
Which means you couldn't kill him either, maybe thoughts were in between,
The possibility of murder and a lot of grisly scenes,
Or recognizing that this was a peaceful jam, you missed the theme.
Twist the green, get high as me, I'm loving the view.
Another cold brew and a shot of Tullamore Dew.
Never stressing the obstacles I'm shovin' on through.
Wanna bury the bullshit? I got a shovel for you!
Dig it - like you tryna hit the bottom of a lava pit
Or buried treasure where I'd measure something that I gotta get.
Open up the chest to read you this important document,
I can reassure you that it's not a fuck and not a shit,
It's not a single care, I'm tryna bring awareness to the moment.
Never waste it, never chase it, just embrace that shit and own it.
When it comes to being happy this might be the main component.
What the fuck do I know? But it sounds kinda life changin' don't it?!


Been gone for too long but I'm back to thrill.
This track's for Phil - we talkin bout PRACTICE, chill!
I'm laughing still, never have I lacked the skill.
What should the next rhyme be? Oh yeah - MAX. M ILL!
Too many freestyles, why'd I never stack the bills?
Why'd I never play arenas that were packed to gills?
Why can't I just enjoy tequila and my dad can grill?
I treat the beat like I'm Vegeta, damn I have to kill.
I'm crackin' lil inside jokes but the flow sick.
Barbershop quality - yo' bars barely BoRics.
You don't get that line, I give two fucks, no shits.
Said the same thing last verse, you should know this.
And you should notice, clearly my bro's missed.
Batman Forever and I'm Seal with the Rose Kiss.
Aiming at the target never fear that I'm gon' miss.
I'ma go the hardest, they won't cheer if there's no risk.
So it's - not about applause at all.
Wish that everybody wins, nobody lost to fall.
Don't think my shit is clever, whatever, I'll cause a brawl.
To be a rebel forever, love me flaws and all.
Can't pause or stall 'til I reach the end of my goal.
Taken broken pieces of a man to mend to a whole.
All the tears that I've shed were merely cleansing my soul.
Give me the strength the handle everything I'm meant to control.
I went down the whole, chasing the rabbit, traveling to Wonderland.
Riding through my mind as it unravels, try to understand.
I'm runnin - damn, the judge has got a gavel and a gun in hand.
So I'm the outlaw hoppin on my saddle as a wanted man.
But let's get back to Earth we lost in my universe see,
I'll provide you some mercy, I get livest on verse 3.
I'm the ILLEST, I don't think coronavirus can curse me.
A freestyle for the kid rocking' the Iverson jersey.