Diary Of A Mad Bitch
Boss Lyrics


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Shit gets deep
But in the beginning life was even worse
When I saw the shell of my mother's soul get tossed in the back of a hearse
I just ran in the motherfuckin' house
In a outrage, yelling down the street with a 12 gauge
Mama's motherfuckin' angel, was roaming the dark streets
Headed for danger
Then all of a sudden shit smelled funny
And things started to change, party
I was out and about coppin' them dollars
Start knockin' motherfuckin' heads off
That's when I met with a crew
Formed a motherfuckin' boss

Doing crimes to make ends meet
My only thought I was having was committing a bloody tragedy
And that was the murder for the verse
I went and copped a nine, started puttin' in much work
That's the motherfuckin' scenario
If you're wise you gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go

When you got that nigga that claim me to know
Put his head in a toilet bowl
Let my fuckin' trigger go
Boom boom, took a young nigga's life in a bathroom
And now they got me locked in a jail room
And now the worst just beginning
I got a growing theory featured a nigga they got me locked in
You shouldn't have fucked with the bastard criminal
You never gonna front me G
I told you that in the jump street

I'm just a good girl gone bad
With a mind filled with agony, that's something that I always had
'Cause my whole life has been nothin' but a struggle
Slingin' that cocaine, tryin' to keep it away from the 5-O
Even the Lord can't stop me
That's why when I come to your town, I say bitch was my identity
If I gotta lay this shit once again, yo
Pull the fucking switch on this mad bitch

(You are not the child that you used to be)
(Fuck you bitch)
(You are not the child that you used to be)
(Fuck you piece of shit)
(You are not the child that you used to be)
(Fuck you whore)
(You are not the child that you used to be)
Mommy, where's daddy?

Back on the streets again, rush to the highway and pull out my mac 10
For me to get revenge it's a vengeance
I gotta pull me some cap off in that sucker
That told on me homie, accused me as the murderer
I creep up on him real slow
Place the barrel of my big black gat right to his temple
Keep on walking and don't say shit
I'm a born psychopath that's not afraid to hit

Take him behind closed doors and cover his eyes with a blindfold
So wherever I took him he wouldn't know
Drove his ass to the side of the river, shoved my gat in the nigga's liver
That's when I pulled the trigger

No bitch what are you doing?
Stop, stop! Oh!
Yeah motherfucker that's what the fuck you get for fucking with a mad bitch

(You are not the child that you used to be)
(Fuck you bitch)
(You are not the child that you used to be)
(Fuck you piece of shit)
(Fuck you and the baby)
(You are not the child that you used to be)

(You are not the child that you used to be)
Mommy, where's daddy?
(You are not the child, you are not the child)




(You are not the child, you are not the child that you used to be)
Mommy, where's daddy?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Boss's song "Diary Of A Mad Bitch" depict a life of struggle and violence. The singer describes witnessing her mother's death and feeling helpless, leading to her own spiral into criminal activity. The singer joins a crew and commits violent crimes, including murder. The song ends with the singer seeking revenge on someone who accused her of murder by killing them.


The lyrics are raw and gritty, depicting a life of poverty and desperation that leads to cycles of violence. The singer seems to feel trapped in this lifestyle and unable to escape. The themes of revenge and gang violence are prevalent throughout the song.


Overall, "Diary Of A Mad Bitch" is a commentary on the harsh realities of life for those trapped in poverty and violence. It shows the destructive nature of cycles of violence and how difficult it can be to break free from them.


Line by Line Meaning

Shit gets deep
The situation becomes intense and difficult.


But in the beginning life was even worse
The past was even more challenging than the present.


When I saw the shell of my mother's soul get tossed in the back of a hearse
I witnessed my mother's lifeless body being put in the back of a vehicle designed to carry dead bodies.


I just ran in the motherfuckin' house
I went straight into the house.


In a outrage, yelling down the street with a 12 gauge
I was publicly expressing my dissatisfaction by screaming and making noise with a shotgun.


Mama's motherfuckin' angel, was roaming the dark streets
I, Mama's angel, was walking the streets at night, probably up to no good.


Headed for danger
Intending to get into trouble or put myself in harm's way.


Then all of a sudden shit smelled funny
Suddenly something seemed suspicious.


And things started to change, party
The situation became different, probably more carefree or celebratory.


I was out and about coppin' them dollars
I was on the streets making money, probably through illegal means.


Start knockin' motherfuckin' heads off
I started to become violent and knock people out.


That's when I met with a crew
Then I joined a group, probably involved in criminal activities as well.


Formed a motherfuckin' boss
Together, we became a powerful and influential group.


Doing crimes to make ends meet
Committing illegal acts in order to survive with basic needs met.


My only thought I was having was committing a bloody tragedy
I had great desire to engage in a violent and bloody act.


And that was the murder for the verse
I was planning to commit a murder, probably related to a song or rap line.


I went and copped a nine, started puttin' in much work
I went and bought a gun and began to practice shooting.


That's the motherfuckin' scenario
That's how the situation was going to go down if everything followed the plan.


If you're wise you gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go
If you're smart, you'll know when to leave or run away before something terrible happens.


When you got that nigga that claim me to know
When you catch that guy who claims to know me.


Put his head in a toilet bowl
Hold his head underwater in a toilet bowl, probably in an attempt to torture or drown him.


Let my fuckin' trigger go
Pull the trigger of my gun and release a bullet.


Boom boom, took a young nigga's life in a bathroom
I killed a young person in a bathroom with a gun.


And now they got me locked in a jail room
I'm now imprisoned in a locked room in a correctional facility.


And now the worst just beginning
Things are about to get much worse for me.


I got a growing theory featured a nigga they got me locked in
I have a developing belief that something about my imprisonment is not as it seems, likely alleging a conspiracy or an unfair arrangement.


You shouldn't have fucked with the bastard criminal
You should not have had an altercation with me, someone who is generally considered to be a bad person.


You never gonna front me G
You will never be able to deceive me or trick me.


I told you that in the jump street
I warned you about this from the very beginning.


I'm just a good girl gone bad
I used to be a good person, but I turned bad due to life's hardships and challenges.


With a mind filled with agony, that's something that I always had
I have always suffered from great emotional pain and grief, which has never truly gone away.


'Cause my whole life has been nothin' but a struggle
My entire existence has been consistently difficult and hard-fought.


Slingin' that cocaine, tryin' to keep it away from the 5-O
I was selling cocaine, trying to avoid detection from the police or other law enforcement agencies.


Even the Lord can't stop me
My actions, whether good or bad, are beyond the control or influence of God.


That's why when I come to your town, I say bitch was my identity
That's why when I visit your town, I introduce myself as a strong and assertive female.


If I gotta lay this shit once again, yo
If I have to recount this story again.


Pull the fucking switch on this mad bitch
Eventually, I will face some form of punishment or retribution for my actions.


(You are not the child that you used to be)
You have changed and grown up, and are not the same person as before.


(Fuck you bitch)
I feel great animosity towards you, a woman.


(You are not the child that you used to be)
You have become different than before.


(Fuck you piece of shit)
I feel a strong sense of disdain and disgust towards you.


(You are not the child that you used to be)
You have grown and developed as a person.


(Fuck you whore)
I feel extreme hatred towards you, a promiscuous woman.


(You are not the child that you used to be)
You have changed a lot from your childhood self.


Mommy, where's daddy?
Asking about the location or whereabouts of their father from a child's perspective.


Back on the streets again, rush to the highway and pull out my mac 10
I'm back on the streets again, and I'm quickly getting into position to start shooting with my machine gun.


For me to get revenge it's a vengeance
I'm getting my revenge to make things right and get justice.


I gotta pull me some cap off in that sucker
I need to fire some shots towards the person who has wronged me.


That told on me homie, accused me as the murderer
The person I'm going after is someone who ratted me out and blamed me for a murder.


I creep up on him real slow
I approach him very carefully and quietly.


Place the barrel of my big black gat right to his temple
I put the barrel of my gun to his head.


Keep on walking and don't say shit
Don't make a sound or try to escape, just keep walking.


I'm a born psychopath that's not afraid to hit
I'm a natural psychopath who is willing and able to use violence and aggression.


Take him behind closed doors and cover his eyes with a blindfold
I take him somewhere private and blindfold him so he won't be able to identify me or his surroundings.


So wherever I took him he wouldn't know
The location where I'm taking him will be unknown or unidentifiable.


Drove his ass to the side of the river, shoved my gat in the nigga's liver
I drove him to the riverbank and and forced the gun into his liver.


That's when I pulled the trigger
That's when I fired my gun and killed him.


No bitch what are you doing?
Someone, most likely a bystander, is questioning or trying to intervene on my actions.


Stop, stop! Oh!
The same person is trying to make me stop.


Yeah motherfucker that's what the fuck you get for fucking with a mad bitch
There is no remorse or guilt for the murder I just committed. They deserved it for messing with me as someone who is insane and unpredictable.




Writer(s): Ray Richard Todd, Moore Irene Elizabeth, Dereh M C

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