This is a song about "Red bottoms"

Kushed up and my eye red

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head

And pissing red, white, and blue

Why we gotta argue

Covered the room in splattered red,

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

Im trying to see her in bed

Found dead covered in red

Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead

Color your eyes alveolar red

Wear bikini bottoms, no bra, and tube socks

I let you know you dealing with dogs

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Skies are black, clouds are red