This is a song about "Why they mad"

In police k-9 units, barking mad, 'till they see i'm ill,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Haters acting the bitterest they just mad cause im different

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

Raps are mad they sparing your feeling cause homie you actually

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart, oh i was so mad

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

A boy, mothers mothering... they belong to the mad

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

Old niggas mad cause' they played out like a sega

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

They engulfing mass sour and mad powder.

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart, oh i was so mad