This is a song about "Red and black"

And your face erased just like red skull.

A criminal grind mean hustle

Skies are black, clouds are red

Nobody ain't own us yet

Roses are red and violets are blue

That you offer them ones but they ain't let you

Give us this day, our daily bread

Kushed up and my eye red

I'm gonna strike you with black led, watch your body turn indian red,

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Red on the black, white clean like it was passover

And pissing red, white, and blue

Streets is calling you