This is a song about "Im screaming red rum what that mean murder"

But my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head

After im done with you, you be bleeding red,

No im strong enough screaming i wanna die from belief

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

Oh what you didnt like that well guess what im fucking back

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

But im just playin, was that even mean?

Come see real niggas on my team

Fuck that whore till her pussy turned red

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said

Something wicked this way come

While im sippin on rum

I mean what fuck? what the actual fuck?

Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud

Who knows just what i need, she knows just what i mean

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream