This is a song about "Red bottoms"

Color your eyes alveolar red

Probably die getting some head

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

Nobody ain't own us yet

And then i saw the red,

Never really been into the ice

Red eyes that could hypnotize

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

Covered the room in splattered red,

Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Fuck, your a comedian, im gone, your red

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

She don’t give her nigga head

Watch your body turn indian red,