This is a song about "Stop getting mad"

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Cant stop my progression getting down like recession

On top of other issues stacking and the world be getting mad at me,

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes

Alright man stop rappin about getting bitches

But i'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch

Can't stop paper chasin' dreamin' i am mad rich

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

You getting mad cause i'm no generic white dom kennedy,

Criticism doesn't make him mad

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

And i'm getting all the guap & you niggas can't stop it

Baby i’mma mess, mess

Mad power like macbeth,