This is a song about "Blood red hair"

Another 5, eli won't even be there

Hit man? shit man, i could look down the cross hair

Or will they kill me while i'm sleepin, two to the head

Watch the gore spread more and more, till the blood runs red down ya left leg

He'd rather come his hair.

O.g. nikes, my shoes so rare

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there

I'm love stoned and i could swear

Yeah i like that long hair,

Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

And these shape-shifting hoes

All you might see is blood red

Lemonhead end up dead