This is a song about "Mad men"

Bad hoes i'm seen with them

Makes me sleep and blown by men.

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

We're just corrupted youth acting like alcoholic mad men/

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Criticism doesn't make him mad

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

I can't turn back

My niggas getting mad

I don't care what it did to them

Nastiest over-limit went men

I get creepy as cabbage patches latched and attached to men,

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Ouch me bad like i'm mad

Where the black girls get their weaves back