This is a song about "Being the maddest"

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

Being used to me was like a fashion trait or being killed inside like the assassin snake

The latter being a constant misconception,

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

With such an ugly picture in it and

Sentenced the public to being a peasant,

But, who is to blame when we let them in on everything

Doing things to improve the streets as a human being,

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

But thats the life of a human being

For the ends of being and ideal grace.

Thinking of bliss and the good days