This is a song about "So mad guys stop"

I'll teach you how to take it slow

Yeah i'm so mad just punched my window,

I know you're mad, but so what

It's not making sense to you right now but

Hot frees like ''mach ten'' /stop these not me so stop friend/ cuase im so fly

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

And i got guys with eyes so dead they look to me for their thrills

And that they love to see us all go to prison or die

I'm done, so mad at you that i don't wanna say goodbye

Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart, oh i was so mad

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart, oh i was so mad

And i need you to show me love

Im da main man, so i got mad riches