This is a song about "Mad deer"

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

You're fucking scared now. like a deer in a headlights

That my determination would be driving me mad/

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

To get them niggas while they laid back

People used to say she was mad

She michael jackson bad

My niggas getting mad

Did my rap make you mad?

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Silicone bitches got the confidence

I have mad skills, i have stacked up mad bills.

Bet i'm heavy with that

Ouch me bad like i'm mad

And i wonderwhere will i be next year

In my mom's stomach, came out like a deer