This is a song about "Red bottoms"

And if i do go you better come through

Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,

In the limelight being red hot

This is the part where we run hip hop

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Grow it in my red house

Heystop running your mouth

And then i saw the red,

You could say i'm friends with fred

You already know you're dead

Watch your body turn indian red,

Wear bikini bottoms, no bra, and tube socks

What a feeling of overcoming the odds