This is a song about "Mad killa"

The door crack, niggas all black

People said i was mad

So hold back ya tears

Mad power like macbeth,

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Flo flo flow bad like i'm mad

De ja vouz, i could vision my killa crew, more hospitable, consciously

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Criticism doesn't make him mad

Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat

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

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

Don’t you be holding back

Let the beat spin like mad