This is a song about "Mad and ambaresed"

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

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

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

My head's still fuzzy and im still mad

I'll go mad at a rave, i'm ravin' mad! and i feel like the man any place i'm at!

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

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

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

And now i'm laughin cause they'll all get so fuckin' mad

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

Earl boykins i 'm hearing voices i try and listen

I get mad when people killed and no justice given

Top dropped down, black on black

When i am mad, and things look bad/