This is a song about "The mad f"

Bought a brand new car for my after party

The d-a-v-e f the mothafuckin g

Here i go again, searching for love

Slit wrists to the dopest of mad sickness.

So why the f should i be in his

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches

So my name is dave f and let me burst upon the scene

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Yeah, right, get over here faster

Rather mad as the hatter

Millionaire frames, that's money on my mind, wale

I'm mad as hell, on the trail of the tattle tail

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

Leaving a jaw in awe unable to f-f-f-fucking comment.