This is a song about "Why you mad"

This a mad world, and im mad max,you a bag girl,your raps are mad whack

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Dissed you thinking it was cool, not just cuz i was mad

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

You getting mad cause i'm no generic white dom kennedy,

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

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

You mad with me cause i stay trill

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Even breathing. i know my rhymes make you mad

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

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