This is a song about "Red blood cells"

Kushed up and my eye red

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

Watch your body turn indian red,

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

Several's the number of cells that clever has slept in

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

To be worrying about my brain cells now. (x2)

Covered the room in splattered red,

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

To be worrying about my brain cells now.

Will somebody please show me how

Outerworlds fall, stop in cells and make

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

In a red bugatti, lookin' like i claim blood

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck