This is a song about "Random things"

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

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

I start spitting random sounds words beats and noises

She on media take out, but don't take out her kids

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

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

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

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

Firing random lines my words start to cause a lyrical fission

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

Yeah, and make sure everything you say

Dumps off the body, in a random alleyway

That going through some things

3m's on my new balance