This is a song about "Random things"

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

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

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

Cause this random kids an atheist

She leave her hair in the sink

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

Where i tend to let out random rhymes...

Firing random lines my words start to cause a lyrical fission

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Had cyphers and battles on the block, random kids passin' by mockin'//

It feels random all is undefined

You can search but you'll never find

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

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck