This is a song about "Anything random"

But we didnt learn anything

Tell them niggas they sleeping

Yeah come holla at your uncle

Anything is possible

Dumps off the body, in a random alleyway

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

You cant even say anything

Get off a key like i can’t sing

And how it feels to feel that feeling

If your kids need anything,

About anything (etc.)

If you gonna do it, do it nigga

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Where i tend to let out random rhymes...

Mixing a couple of random lyrics

We all here, from the dealers to the kids