This is a song about "Mad or naw"

Tried to find ammo but it's none around town

Naw i'm done fuckin' around, i'll put it down

In the house, holla back

If i would be too mad

My niggas getting mad

Or let the mob handle that

Did my rap make you mad?

Don’t you be holding back

Im not worried, or discouraged, you see us and you know we spit mad verses.

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Naw, to her hope is slowly sliddin away

I want to feel her in every way

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Im all around girth,world wide naw the universe,

Cause the account never empty, naw it stay full son

Dream of a king's been a nightmare for anyone