This is a song about "Hop madness"

I mean the shit is, fred hampton on your campus

This bad habit of giving into your madness

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Wanna hide from all this madness

I've mastered this ask of me, my raff ain't practice

Ive been waiting all day just drop this madness

Create madness; insane

Things'll never be the same

My mo straight madness, your style - vanilla

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

We can't afford the property taxes

Chemical imbalance, apparatus to my madness

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Wait now that is some true summer madness