This is a song about "Erik the red"

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Pause this shit, here i am open the red curtains

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

Trying to avoid the g's throwin up the red or blue

I drink a red bull to get a red wing, flow tight make the dead sing

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Harbor lights shining out the black power grid

The color was so vivid and the red was solid.

Can barely walk the city streets

They made quite a pair sitting in the red seats

The color was so vivid and the red was solid.

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

My wrists run red with blood splattered on the bed.

Purple in the red solo,got me movin slow mo

Scarface, say i got that montana flow