This is a song about "Angry midgets"

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

I'll send a gang of villainous midgets with the assistance of diligent bishops

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

Like an angry hulck so imma take a snack

Im lusciously, amazing, but yet im vigorously, angry,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

Using midgets as gimmicks. she got a lot of game, she don't need a name to acclaim

Sorry for my angry but you made me erupt,

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

I was angry and sad

Goddamn, the boy's back

Hook: are you angry yea i know

Maybe we just need to slow

Imma spit this angry rap

Hit your block with a glock, blog that