This is a song about "Method in madness"

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

Castrate madness wif cage freed from kassem g

Millz harlem, chuck wild, twist dallas

Wanna hide from all this madness

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

To kill these rappers who be talkin madness.

He don't do the same

Create madness; insane

Make her surrender &reconsider real nigga

My mo straight madness, your style - vanilla

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

Punchlines check it, man with a method

Magic city, a stack for the fattest asses

Ive been waiting all day just drop this madness

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Chemical imbalance, apparatus to my madness