This is a song about "Born mad"

I was born being colorblind

A million nasty things went through my mind

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

A new still-born spitting, tripping, real-born living,

With a four finger ring like i can't spell my fucking name

Born of a later-day, mad-hater styled child's game/

Every day, a star is born,

Could make the eyes of the blind perform

And you all will respect that

Did my rap make you mad?

Every day, a star is born,

He gave 'em the platform

People said i was mad

You know, work that

Born a leader, avid mad-lib reader, you fill in the blank as i take what i rake in to the bank

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and