This is a song about "Hatter s can go and blow"

Sock a mad hatter joints pop and lock

I gotta know if it's real or not

Go to s c take on the game cocks

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

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

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster

She can blow my mind awe shit

I put the nigga in his casket

Niggas say i'm loco

We got dat smoke and blow

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

What them tippers don't see

The games bout to, go blow me

Can just go ahead and cruise, he got nothing to lose

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes