This is a song about "Some random crap"

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Better than the simplest crap

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

It don't matter how many random letters you put in ya name,

You ain't gon find that

Her mom takin that crap

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

Where i tend to let out random rhymes...

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

I start spitting random sounds words beats and noises

Ill cut all five dicks of one direction, give'em an erection and hand'em to a random

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run