This is a song about "Random spell"

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

And random, we blasted like damn cannons

But then the walls begin to change and start bindin a spell.

Cash and hell rell. zeek doin' 3, he even fell, hell

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way

Dumps off the body, in a random alleyway

I start spitting random sounds words beats and noises

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Where i tend to let out random rhymes...

Wizards must own it put a spell on and flew it

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

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

Cause this random kids an atheist