This is a song about "Big blazing mad hazing niggas be trippin kick flippin"

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

Its hard to make it big then what niggas is making it

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

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

Mad blazing like syphilis and i want everybody to witness it...

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

That my determination would be driving me mad/

Wantin to go and kick in the door of all the niggas that want come get it

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

Big homie died now im killing niggas at sight

If doing it is wrong, i don’t wanna be right

Cocksucker kick rocks, we need to make the smartest guys the big shots,

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

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