This is a song about "Big red button"

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

A nuke towards your ignorance, i just pressed the button/

Big red creature with a six pack of the apocalypse

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow

Push the power button, let those little diodes glow

And it ain't no thing, you in dungy's dungeon

Getting these bitches from one push of a button

Color your eyes alveolar red

Your bitch, she ugly, i kick her out the bed

Orgy butt rubbing, it's not necessary... but it's something, my favorite button

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