This is a song about "U make me angry"

You gave me a taste, now i know there's no getting off you

Cause i write like a angry poet, that's what the demons want me to do/

I snicker and say you don't want me angry

You a lady boss, now you fly free

With such an ugly picture in it and

Sorry for my angry but you made me erupt,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

U aint never heard of me

Once as a slave who imagined being free

But r u sure cause u make me daisy

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Would u leave me after u took my heart from me?

Now u wanna fuck me...bt u haven't got that tool

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

Which rap will make u sick

But they say we ain't big