This is a song about "Red bottoms"

Covered the room in splattered red,

You already know you're dead

All you might see is blood red

You could say i'm friends with fred

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

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

Whats marijuana? my fuckin eyes are never red

Fresh peel after intersecting slides your glistening red

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Probably die getting some head

Kushed up and my eye red

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed