This is a song about "Hatter"

Rather mad as the hatter

Poke out from behind her

Blood spatter, cerebral brain matter splattered on the mad hatter,

Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; i chose the latter

Keeping artist shattered,some say i shoot lyrics crazily call me the mad hatter.

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

I'm madder then the hatter after he dropped acid and fell off of his ladder

"a mad hatter is up to bat.

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

I'm madder then the hatter after he dropped acid and fell off of his ladder,

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Sock a mad hatter joints pop and lock

Almost cried right on the spot