This is a song about "Random mumber"

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

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

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

It don't matter how many random letters you put in ya name,

Ill as a blood born pathogen to the killed

Cause this random kids an atheist

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Imma just chuck in a couple of random words

Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition

Firing random lines my words start to cause a lyrical fission

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

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

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

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