This is a song about "Mad pussy game"

Ouch me bad like i'm mad

I can't turn back

The rap game you cherished, cut your pussy and left you airless

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

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

Or did he marry his cousin , i don't know but pussy is pussy and i get pussy

I heard that statistic i almost cried

Haters mad cause i aint playin the game right

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

You mad dog tannen, gettin' mad & panickin'

Or let the mob handle that

Let the beat spin like mad

You, you, you have to pay for that

They way i dress is mad.

Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain

Born of a later-day, mad-hater styled child's game/