This is a song about "The mad f"

I think it excited her

Rather mad as the hatter

Aint trying to front its the smoke that's mad me rich

Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch

Fight the temptation but it keep coming back

At the park i bump into people tryin to make mad,

Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes

And whoever the villain is, is none o f your business,

Dont act surprised, my ex prolly listening

Mad at the world cause the life that im living

Slit wrists to the dopest of mad sickness.

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Let me rideuntil i get free

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