This is a song about "Mad bro"

Don't want to be the king

No bro because thats my thing

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

You mad dog tannen, gettin' mad & panickin'

Don't say fuck him, you say they my homies bro

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow

Im too rachet too rancid/ charles mansion/ unload with the gun bro

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

This shit ain't nothing new though

Are we living or dead bro

If i would be too mad

It was all bad

Like that bron-bron? i had that long time ago

Sit down, take out a pencil and take some notes bro,

Where you went wrong was hit on my bro,

Bad bitches never loved them though