This is a song about "Jacob bream"

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

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

It's poor whites and poor blacks, still they hate each other,

The rhythm gets into your head.

Code red, which means you go red

My crewsurvive reincarnation after i’m dead

I want to amaze people like jesus turned water red

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

I'm writing this off my head

Dead they chose money over your head"

Your bitch, she ugly, i kick her out the bed

Nobody ain't own us yet

Get twisted in ya head