This is a song about "Call and connect with a random person somewhere in the world"

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players.

They call me random black never squeezed a mac

Luxury life, results living bad

Boy meets world and in this story the world is topanga just call me corry

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Walkin' down the street like a normal person

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

With a shirt saying fuck the world.

She wanted to fight at first

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Think of myself in third person and imagine being the simple onlooker.

Connect the dots: i call it interpolation,

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

I'm curious jorge, fuck what dem whores say

Dumps off the body, in a random alleyway