This is a song about "Red bottoms"

This is like love, that you can never get

Watch your body turn indian red,

Red eyes that could hypnotize

And when i start to rise

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head

Paradox wont stop the rivers running red

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

Now your wrists are covered in red

But my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

Fuck that whore till her pussy turned red

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

Covered the room in splattered red,

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

All you might see is blood red