This is a song about "Random raps"

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

And even worse my raps

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift

Cause this random kids an atheist

Imma just chuck in a couple of random words

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

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

Been jacking up random answers; fact

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

I start spitting random sounds words beats and noises

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

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

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

Where i tend to let out random rhymes...

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines