This is a song about "How i m sad"

I was angry and sad

It's all good, finna dog that

I"m a savage as i ravage, with unstoppable damage.

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

Look, just remember how that winning taste

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

I know what you do with that

I spit what i feel and that's quite sad

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

When i was mad, you thought i was sad

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

I"m the designated driver