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