This is a song about "Randy diss"

I'm sure that lucifer, randy, and great won't get sick of me,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck

Randy don't always talk about money and drug

Get my taste from all of my bitches

Don't realize this is a diss

Not a diss randy you're the tits i'll admit

Im sayin one night my love is like that

I'mma stay a whilehold ya head chris

I'm responsible for this unstoppable diss

And that goes for don, 420, justin, carl, great, and randy,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses