This is a song about "A mad party"

Okay today i was the freshest in my area

Old niggas mad cause' they played out like a sega

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

A boy, mothers mothering... they belong to the mad

Sat down to talk to a mad scientist

You're talking to one of the greatest

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

You doing the berney at a little kids party

When they feel safe on some bitch shit

Got mad rhymes that's in a strech jacket

I mad plus i got a mad shortgun, aim at two niggas and see them both run.

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

Drop them off, say a few words, then get mad at god,