This is a song about "Red bottome heel"

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Whats marijuana? my fuckin eyes are never red

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

Covered the room in splattered red,

I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat

But girl you gotta heel me eyeyeyeeye – repeated

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Watch your body turn indian red,

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

Covered the room in splattered red,

She wants to dye her hair red?

Like sally mae on college debt

Dopeness became my achilles' heel being simply ill cause my skill in these lyrics has to grow

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto