This is a song about "Justin chin"

Put the purp in the blunt

Shatter the chin to the shin and

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

Never mind the rumors baby this is me and you

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Dont wanna be the next justin beiber, tmz all over.

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

Like justin timberlake, you're dead and gone

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

A massacre that is about to occur with justin so split

Justin do you mind taking the microphone from me

As i seenobody cares about my history

You trynna fight, is like justin beiber rapping a mad disaster

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

My dad ain't have no hair on his chin

The world should turn as soon as my records spin