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

And i got 'em every day, every day

Dumps off the body, in a random alleyway

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Missin that one person that meant the world to you

Your the best person i've ever met in this world

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first

It's just a normal day in the world

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

Change shit and become a better people person

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

They call me random black never squeezed a mac

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

But it's buried in the sand somewhere and you let it stay there instead

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

Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water