This is a song about "Randy orton"

Randy at the mall smoking on a black and mild

Not them 3 girls i got to be destiny's child

I keep it realer than randy with his rhinoceros horns,

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

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

Randy rhino i'ma prove i'm better than you with no cheats

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

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

With some matching pink panties, lipstick from my granny

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

And word i blew off herb i grew

Randy, respect you but here to stomp you

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

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