This is a song about "Red bottoms"

And don't perform after him or you might regret

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

After im done with you, you be bleeding red,

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

Covered the room in splattered red,

She don’t give her nigga head

Fuck, your a comedian, im gone, your red

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

- or i'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

That's how i got the weed spot

In the limelight being red hot

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Now your wrists are covered in red