This is a song about "Being mad at the world"

Flowing proper at the world, just to see who is sicker/

If its not couture, i will not go to her

But i'm not mad at you, i'm mad at me cause sometimes i make you sad

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

And the walls fully padded fuck the world ive had it im mad at it

At the park i bump into people tryin to make mad,

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

I'm dreaming to be great

When i was mad at fate

At the thought of being popular

That i will leave earth with her

There'd still be niggas out killing

Mad at the world cause the life that im living

So drop the freaking attitude & stop with being mad & rude

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute