This is a song about "October 9th"

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

The world isn't as red as you think, october

The 1st, the 16th of april, october and 10:55 of december

Well that's not her fucking name, but i think this shit is clever

Those october days, we'd explore the fields of wonder

Ain't tryin to fight no war against my brother

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

October 16th, i was finally ready.

Bottom of the 9th and i'll still be winning

I'm done thinking, this ain't enough drinking

I can't touch her, so for pleasure

October november

Crows pick up the seeds & sow fellows in october/

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

August and september, and by the start of october