This is a song about "Madison middle school haters luke david sad mad emotions schools"

When i was mad, you thought i was sad

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad

I am a lyrical criminal hunting your kids outside of middle school

To find the room where mama was hung, her pajamas undone on the working stool

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

But i'm not mad at you, i'm mad at me cause sometimes i make you sad

These haters sad, cause they raps blow dick

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

Instead invest in some medical schools//

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

Just to hear real music i went back to middle school

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

Middle school was finally done