This is a song about "Mad flow"

Drop mics, mad sweat condensation

What up girl, tell me how you been

You mad dog tannen, gettin' mad & panickin'

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

People used to say she was mad

And there's no way i can pay you back

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad

That my determination would be driving me mad/

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Like the mad hatter's bad bladder

Flo flo flow bad like i'm mad

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Ouch me bad like i'm mad

Whether teddy or pat

I promise i'mma call you back

If i would be too mad