This is a song about "Code red"

Watch your body turn indian red,

Nobody ain't own us yet

Checking in code, while swigging straight rum

There's nothin' like where i come from

My voice make her wet

Kushed up and my eye red

This info locked up , code can't be cracked

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

They reign when it comes to charades, the truths not in morse code!

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

Im trying to see her in bed

Color your eyes alveolar red

Motherfucker i ain't never broke

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

Y'all can't stick to no g code

I'm off the wrong road