This is a song about "Im mad"

"im mad with wanting to have you back"

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Im more insane then the mad hatter

Ouch me bad like i'm mad

I promise i'mma call you back

Mad dreamer, you better fear me like im the grim reaper.

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

And the walls fully padded fuck the world ive had it im mad at it

So i'm one with that

My niggas getting mad

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Im not worried, or discouraged, you see us and you know we spit mad verses.

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Let the beat spin like mad