This is a song about "Random things"

But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame

It don't matter how many random letters you put in ya name,

Imma just chuck in a couple of random words

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

I’m trying to go though, y’all already know though

See mixin with random lyyrics is the way to go

Hold it..now thank you for silence

That going through some things

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

My fliest days and my plummets... my random flaws in abundance,

Mixing a couple of random lyrics

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

No contact, beer bottles, and random fights

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights