This is a song about "Niggas mad"

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Cause i got mad niggas around ready to take the next hit.

Twista finna get up on the track

Criticism doesn't make him mad

Flo flo flow bad like i'm mad

That we ain't never had

Wish i could shed all these tears

Mad power like macbeth,

Let the beat spin like mad

And i got that bait, they all bad

You're on the verge of squealingbitch made catching feelings

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Like when fabulous made ray j mad

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

My head's still fuzzy and im still mad