This is a song about "Random website"

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

No contact, beer bottles, and random fights

Washed away the mirror, out my mouth come random shit

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

I see random people all over like a repeat command

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

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

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

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

Ill cut all five dicks of one direction, give'em an erection and hand'em to a random

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Counting numerously on this fuckin website usually like it's usin me,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Mixing a couple of random lyrics

Think it's time you and i need to call it quits