This is a song about "Mad love"

People used to say she was mad

I promise i'mma call you back

Yeah, the sex in the sack

My niggas getting mad

Hoe i'm mad ,let them boo,

Vsu don't regret you

Criticism doesn't make him mad

All i need is the notepad

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

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Flo flo flow bad like i'm mad

Mad power like macbeth,

I can taste the salt from my tears

No, not bombs over baghdad

They way i dress is mad.