This is a song about "The mad hatter"

So drop the freaking attitude & stop with being mad & rude

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

Haters mad cause i aint playin the game right

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

"a mad hatter is up to bat.

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

Nas, he runs the whole staff, we count mad for seen bad

Blood spatter, cerebral brain matter splattered on the mad hatter,

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

Been like this from the start, mad bars/

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

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Is the fact i always made them crazy and mad

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that