I am about to make sh** 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 f**
I am about to spill the truth on this n***as 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 k**ers
Better than friends cause at least they realer
The streets became a real good friend
That's how we got s** love and pain
And now we after now or never
Ima be f**ing 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 n***a
Don't quote my songs
Don't dap me up now k**er
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