This is a song about "Some random bitch i met with the niggas"

Maybe i’m just looking for the wrong thinglove don’t come sooner or later

Honey i may be the underdog but you just met the undertaker

See mixin with random lyyrics is the way to go

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

I don't drive by, i walk up to random people with a gun

And niggas wouldn't call you bitch, i betcha

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Floating through the sky with the random black guy high as fuck

Red alert bitch! i eat niggas like cereal.

We don't believe you, you need more people