This is a song about "Randy ortan"

Bitches it's randy, bringing a stampede over the tracks that im rapping!

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Hay yo kid, you think you're capable of challenging randy?

I don't give damn about grands see my mind's on a grammy

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

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

I gotta tell you that my love is true

Fuck you swine and your bitch randy too

I keep it realer than randy with his rhinoceros horns,

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

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

Randy, deezy, plus me.

Than the muse of a family