This is a song about "Mad love harley and joker"

I gotta know if it's real or not

Sock a mad hatter joints pop and lock

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

And now i'm laughin cause they'll all get so fuckin' mad

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

Is the fact i always made them crazy and mad

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

It's all good, finna dog that

When i am mad, and things look bad/

My head's still fuzzy and im still mad

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I slur out what comes about with flamboyancy. i sit and lmao like a joker enjoyably.

Crazy talking and foolish

And i got mad love to give