This is a song about "Randy ward"

From greater algiers all the way out to the ninth ward,

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

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

My flow fatal ready to disable the bus and break him down like a babys cradle

I keep it realer than randy with his rhinoceros horns,

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

Straight to my partner room and let him beat it like a keyboard

Meanwhile six headed demons take my hand to show me round this ghost ward

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

I'm with randy, great, 420, don, emmz, yeah i'm top ten,

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

I swear i didn't kill them randy is my witness!

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

Fuck it, odd future some nazis, black nazis don't copy