This is a song about "Sad and angry"

I write these angry raps on my paper to try and open up,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

And they just make me angry so i’m crazy, maybe i’m cynical,

I was angry and sad

It ain't like that

I'mma live and die in cali

When your sad angry happy

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

Angry and take it out on the neighbors hedges

I snicker and say you don't want me angry

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

That thing just made me angry and furious...

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

I get it poppin like pacman, ask polo

Bad days come and go, sad days come and go