This is a song about "Random guy"

And random, we blasted like damn cannons

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Even passing out that eminem guy

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

Mixing a couple of random lyrics

Went out and had a church of kids

Hopin hes the right guy

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

Did you meet another guy

Dump that bitch in the sly

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

Been jacking up random answers; fact

Dumps off the body, in a random alleyway

You wanna be a star, you have ya own day