This is a song about "Erik the red"

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

Paradox wont stop the rivers running red

When the lights are out she says, i am bathed in red,

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

My wrists run red with blood splattered on the bed.

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Red eyed demons whispering the devils secrets

The color was so vivid and the red was solid.

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

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

It's something you provide that make me want to get inside you

Covered the room in splattered red,

Sunroof flow so over your head

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

When i see the sheets i just see they blood red,