This is a song about "Big red button"

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

Kushed up and my eye red

Covered the room in splattered red,

And please never disrespect my set

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

Trying clicking that button again and clicking one of these words.

Now your wrists are covered in red

Nobody ain't own us yet

My tracks stuck on replay, your button got dust on it

I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit

He been waiting for his connection to come

Getting these bitches from one push of a button

Notation of a mathematical dilation. push, provoke the big red round button

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

I'll be the thunder, shake the whole bed

Covered the room in splattered red,