This is a song about "Yo mad"

You mad dog tannen, gettin' mad & panickin'

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Criticism doesn't make him mad

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

People used to say she was mad

That moschino shit is so back

My head's still fuzzy and im still mad

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Thats how it is sex disasterously mad

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

Ya'll wife and white knight her

Rather mad as the hatter

Conjuring mad man spells

I made it myself

Where the black girls get their weaves back

My niggas getting mad