Diary Of A Mad Man

I am about to make shit clear

You are gonna need a shot to listen to this right here

Cause I am about to blow the roof off I don’t give a fuck

I am about to spill the truth on this niggas and I know ima lose a fan

But I am just reading from the book that I barely understand

Diary of a mad man

Too much power in the words on the pages in my hands

A diary of a mad man

Too much power in the words on the pages in my hands

A diary of a man

I can see the pain in the first ten pages

Surrounded by a whole lot of hatred

Surrounded by a whole lot of killers

Better than friends cause at least they realer

The streets became a real good friend

That’s how we got sex love and pain

And now we after now or never

Ima be fucking with the streets forever

Cause they pay when you wouldn’t pay

Had to hustle but we made a way

We made it 50 call it taylor made

Straight from the pages of a diary of a mad man

Diary of a mad man

Too much power in the words on the pages in my hands

A diary of a mad man

Too much power in the words on the pages in my hands

A diary of a mad man

So don’t shout me out now nigga

Don’t quote my songs

Don’t dap me up now killer

Don’t write them wrong

Don’t say you knew me then player

And then try to serve me my waiter

Cause I could use you better as a hater

Words from the diary of a mad man

Too much power in the words on the pages in my hands

A diary of a mad man

Too much power in the words on the pages in my hands

A diary of a mad man