knew this kid named Max, he used to get fat stacks out on the corner with drugs
He liked to hang out late, liked to get [bleep] faced and keep pace with thugs
Until late one night there was a big gunfight and Max lost his head
He pulled out his chrome .45, talked some [bleep] and wound up dead
Now his wife and his kids are caught in the midst of all of his pain
You know it comes that way, at least that's what they say when you play the game
