This is a song about "Ars you mad"

Young nigga with old spirit and ambition

You mad dog tannen, gettin' mad & panickin'

Mad, just like max, you must be glad you had a patch/

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

Listen to me baby, i know sometimes you might think i'm mad

You mad with me cause i stay trill

As i light one for ill will

Throwing out the trash, you wack rappers mad?/

Where the black girls get their weaves back

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

The only reason to hate if this sounds like you, than you mad

Don't get mad when i smoke you

Wolf gang, triple six crew

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that