This is a song about "Mad love"

Conjuring mad man spells

Cause i can't seem to see myself

Flo flo flow bad like i'm mad

Where the black girls get their weaves back

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

My head's still fuzzy and im still mad

This a mad world, and im mad max,you a bag girl,your raps are mad whack

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

Flo flo flow bad like i'm mad

Wonder if they take it all back

Try to jack and i will attack

Ouch me bad like i'm mad

Like the mad hatter's bad bladder

And then along came the wrong man for her

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

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