This is a song about "Mad at myself"

No wonder so many brothers be mad at me,

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

Please dont be mad at me for what i spoken.

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Lookin at myself i stand in the mirror/

I don't know why you're freaking out but at least you made it clear to myself

Since i ain't in many penitentiaries the best revenge is fuck friends

Drop them off, say a few words, then get mad at god,

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

I'm done, so mad at you that i don't wanna say goodbye

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

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

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

At the park i bump into people tryin to make mad,