This is a song about "I aint mad at you"

I mad plus i got a mad shortgun, aim at two niggas and see them both run.

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million

Cop a car, new estate

When i was mad at fate

I'm done, so mad at you that i don't wanna say goodbye

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

Listen to me baby, i know sometimes you might think i'm mad

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

At the park i bump into people tryin to make mad,

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

After i demolish you i know you'll be getting mad,

Now i ain't actually droppin' panties but you don't have to be mad at me

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I'm tryna learn somethin new

Don't get mad when i smoke you