This is a song about "Mad"

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Criticism doesn't make him mad

Mad power like macbeth,

Yes sir, please confess

Catch you up on places i've been

Drop mics, mad sweat condensation

That we ain't never had

If i would be too mad

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

Rather mad as the hatter

Throwing out the trash, you wack rappers mad?/

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

Did my rap make you mad?

Bring that shit the fuck back

Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat

People used to say she was mad