This is a song about "Random spell"

Wizards must own it put a spell on and flew it

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Sometimes it takes a spell away to rediscover it

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

I gotta little clout

Do i gotta spell it out?

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

No contact, beer bottles, and random fights

I'm ballin you niggas is arliss so watch this

I start spitting random sounds words beats and noises

Just an introduction, must have fallen under their spell, victim of abduction

It's not that i don't need ya but see yaand i hope you understand why i'm bustin

Cant spell slaughter without laughter,

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her