This is a song about "A red lobster"

Big red creature with a six pack of the apocalypse

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

Red liquid hits the sand making a very unique mud,

Now your black vest has gone red from a stabbed chest

That happen to act like a black president

Driving down the insterstate see a red light,

I heard that statistic i almost cried

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

Always turning red like a chinese tomato

They made quite a pair sitting in the red seats

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

And like a bloods point of view, i'l have you seeing all red!

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

A round, white-leather ball with red stitches.

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this