This is a song about "Vigilante"

What them tippers don't see

I'm a vigilante,

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Fuck this vigilante who thinks he's truly dissin' randy?

I'm a rap vigilante, all my rhymes are uncanny

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Illuminati in control vigilante on patrols philanthropists running the show ruining souls/

Tryin' to be strong and in the process, keep you goini'm bout to lose my composure, i'm gettin' close