This is a song about "Mad gab"

Kid who always looks mad

You got reason to brag

Mad power like macbeth,

I don't fear death

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

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

If i would be too mad

When love comes callin', don’t love back

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Like the mad hatter's bad bladder

Drop mics, mad sweat condensation

What up girl, tell me how you been

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

Throwing out the trash, you wack rappers mad?/

Whether teddy or pat

Let the beat spin like mad