This is a song about "Red beams on yo body like chicken poxs"

Let me go like this, ready for whatever

Put your girl on my body like i wore her

But a lot of my homies like to tote the laser beams

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

Red on the black, white clean like it was passover

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Me and red raider, yo, go in, yo....

People love hodgy i hate you though

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

All i could see by your body was red

And modify your opinion

I eat these skaters like chicken

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Im throwin' shots to yo body

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Watch your body turn indian red,