This is a song about "Justin nirie"

You just reminded me by justin bieber childish way

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

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

And stick my dick in you but that just might offend you

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

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

God damn justin, now did ya really have ta-

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side

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

You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football

But i started a fuckin' brawl! i heard justin call.

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

My rap is bigger than the reirement of justin bieber

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

The one thing justin bieber has taught me in life