This is a song about "Red bottoms"

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

After im done with you, you be bleeding red,

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head

And please never disrespect my set

Covered the room in splattered red,

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

Fresh peel after intersecting slides your glistening red

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Skies are black, clouds are red

Kick back and know yo son set

In the limelight being red hot

We dig the plot and never bury pot

Covered the room in splattered red,

Your heart was false just like the words you said