This is a song about "Inner sadness"

I looked sadness dead in its cold eyes

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

My music feeds on sadness and rage,

Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

I'm the definition of sadness and bawl

And panned out, i'm all in love

Uh sometimes sadness sometimes madness

Let's have a toast for this new love

Niggas surrounded by sadness

Inner winner morbid splinter sizzled dinner movie rental

They say to get a hundred mill you must become the devil

And the sadness that u deprive

We hustle to survive