This is a song about "Mad about bars"

When bret hart meet brett farve

I be spittin the bars,

Flo flo flow bad like i'm mad

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Wonder if they take it all back

If i would be too mad

He acted all mad about it but really it gave this faggot an erection

Leaving behind the cold past in a fast dash cause of what these fuckers been

Like when fabulous made ray j mad

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

I have mad skills, i have stacked up mad bills.

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

So i'm one with that

Flo flo flow bad like i'm mad

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Mad strict sub par rap skits i'm the ruler by far bars mention flat bids..