This is a song about "Mad bruh"

Saying they this and that

Kid who always looks mad

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

I insist bruh / sick but i'm swift n' this shits tough

Where the black girls get their weaves back

If i would be too mad

The science and the art, africa

I'm the top dog, so sit, bruh, ha!

Criticism doesn't make him mad

Luxury life, results living bad

People said i was mad

Pass that, catch back, fast that

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

Yeah... yo dick is like a toy bruh (recall!)