This is a song about "Justin dulmage"

Like justin timberlake, you're dead and gone

They say i'm wrong and i'm heartless, but all along

And that goes for don, 420, justin, carl, great, and randy,

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

And if i gotta settle for a piece of you

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

#justin #already #showed #you, #from #head #to #toe

The world looking out, they on the front row

So come carl and justin, burn y'all like a fuckin' oven

Cause when i win this shit free they think i’m oprah's cousin

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I'm just thinking from reefer keep on talking from liquor

Justin vs. a noob, wow what a weird mixture

She brought you in this world so i'mma sex her right

You try because justin, you lack what makes a man inside/