This is a song about "Justin bueber"

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

A massacre that is about to occur with justin so split

I look up to randy, great, 420, lucifer, justin too

I'm selling wisdom, just try and listen i'm tryna get you

Y'all know justin, his flow on control,

Timmy got his bike stole

You just reminded me by justin bieber childish way

I'mma do the right thing though, take shock anyway

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Like justin timberlake, you're dead and gone

Justin do you mind taking the microphone from me

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

Me and justin back and forth though we're different dudes,

Now this has just set up for justin bieber

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for