This is a song about "Red bottoms"

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

Whats marijuana? my fuckin eyes are never red

A clever idea to take something they said

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

After im done with you, you be bleeding red,

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Fresh peel after intersecting slides your glistening red

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Heard the sound of several gun shots

Wear bikini bottoms, no bra, and tube socks

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

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

Color your eyes alveolar red

Woo-hah, got you all in check

I be stuck to you

And pissing red, white, and blue