This is a song about "Being obbesued with randall"

And do it with the intention of it being intentional

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

Period i'm done with being your emotional scapegoat,

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

King's being beheaded by the prince with instances of sentences

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

I'm fucking fed up with my pockets being empty

See being with you forever was never my intention.

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

So drop the freaking attitude & stop with being mad & rude

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Then come up with punchlines,stop being hyper

My brain is a machine with mission being demolition

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin