This is a song about "Red bottoms"

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Covered the room in splattered red,

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

All you might see is blood red

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Wear bikini bottoms, no bra, and tube socks

When i see the sheets i just see they blood red,

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

Grow it in my red house

From the projects to the penthouse

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

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

Your heart was false just like the words you said

Watch your body turn indian red,

I fucking hate this job

I though i was red hot