This is a song about "Red bottoms"

Watch your body turn indian red,

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

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

Is not far from white girls with big bread

Grow it in my red house

Start beef bigger then your spouse

Color your eyes alveolar red

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

Paradox wont stop the rivers running red

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

Fuck that whore till her pussy turned red

That i just haven't came up with a name yet

Nobody ain't own us yet

Covered the room in splattered red,

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

She wants to dye her hair red?