This is a song about "Random dude"

Real nigga, that's just how i'm built

Cause this random kids an atheist

So before i go, you should harvest food

Lucifer, you already got stomped dude!!

Ill cut all five dicks of one direction, give'em an erection and hand'em to a random

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

And random, we blasted like damn cannons

I must go like fly route

Dont try to judge me dude

See mixin with random lyyrics is the way to go

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

Random black is up on the scene

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

You should be with some other dude