This is a song about "Mad nigga"

You ain't gon find that

They way i dress is mad.

You mad dog tannen, gettin' mad & panickin'

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

My niggas getting mad

Bring that shit the fuck back

Did my rap make you mad?

No car key and i mean that

Silicone bitches got the confidence

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

But it seems like a scene outta flick

Just playing, that nigga suck mad dick

They can't break my concentration

Drop mics, mad sweat condensation