This is a song about "Mad as fuck"

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

You remind me of cartoons fake as fuck.

The fuck is everybody so mad at the north for?

Knowing i can go wherever and get 8 more

Your bitch got the tendency to run and check the mail

I'm mad as hell, on the trail of the tattle tail

You've never seen a twisted fuck as unhinged as me

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

This is the second best idea that we’ve ever had

Still sharp as a knife and now i'm making mad,

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

#1 as a killer theirs mad craziness upstairs, its like i'm in a dream and when you

But don't get mad quacking as if you're hurt

They need work, the freaks here makes their knees work

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Start off gentle as i fuck the rectal