This is a song about "Mad and ambaresed"

I know what you do with that

My head's still fuzzy and im still mad

In the house, holla back

When i am mad, and things look bad/

When i am mad, and things look bad/

Don’t you be holding back

To just come and shoot ya like when fabolous made ray j mad

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

I get mad when people killed and no justice given

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

Is the fact i always made them crazy and mad

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

This a mad world, and im mad max,you a bag girl,your raps are mad whack