This is a song about "Randy moss"

Hypetrack that and send it, nigga it's a sack shit

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

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

Fuck you swine and your bitch randy too

Fate's path, randy spit it, sever and burst,

Back like i never ever left in the first

Yeah we were doing okay as a teenager, now damn it's trouble,

You're mentally disable,you're like snacks to randy ,you're on his table.

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Randy rhino and laylow, aquí presents,