This is a song about "Big red tract"

Fresh peel after intersecting slides your glistening red

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Go crazy when she hear music

I eat big. i dream big. i need big

Now your wrists are covered in red

Im trying to see her in bed

So if i do call it's just a check

She wants to dye her hair red?

You already know you're dead

Found dead covered in red

Kushed up and my eye red

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

Big red creature with a six pack of the apocalypse

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns