This is a song about "Randy moss"

Randy, deezy, plus me.

We might be back in this baby

And randy, and all of rappad, oh gee gnarly.

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Yo i've been doin' this shit, i rhyme with my nigga randy,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Fuck you swine and your bitch randy too

Can't nothing come between me and you

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

Look, cole world, still a cold world

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

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