This is a song about "Randy ward"

Randy don't always talk about money and drug

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

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

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

I bagged it up, put it on the block and couldn't flip

She was wet off the bat

With young randy to pat my back

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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

I got killers on my team that’ll get at you

Fuck you swine and your bitch randy too

I was wondering maybe

Randy, deezy, plus me.