This is a song about "Random"

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Floating through the sky with the random black guy high as fuck

Girls will love you for your cross they ain't jesus lovers

Shit up like saying random verbs,been ill since birth,

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

My fliest days and my plummets... my random flaws in abundance,

You're dealt a random hand in life, you don't control the cards

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

See mixin with random lyyrics is the way to go

Ironically it subs like a hero

And random, we blasted like damn cannons

It's moe, all i need is more chips

I start spitting random sounds words beats and noises

Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this

Cause this random kids an atheist

The former, position of a pimp