This is a song about "Mad things"

Thats how it is sex disasterously mad

I'mma sign that work and release that

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

I would do awful awful things

And brutally doing things

Not king james, these were coke kings

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

You mad dog tannen, gettin' mad & panickin'

Did my rap make you mad?

Naked woman rub my back

Because there ain't no coming back from that

When i am mad, and things look bad/

I only got four minutes

Hindsight, dimes and fame, expensive things/

Ain't even tryna hold back

Ouch me bad like i'm mad