This is a song about "Niggas mad"

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Rather mad as the hatter

That my determination would be driving me mad/

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

The real muscle in the message of that

People used to say she was mad

You had a new clear heart. guess i was hiroshima

Old niggas mad cause' they played out like a sega

It was all bad

Let the beat spin like mad

They way i dress is mad.

In the house, holla back