This is a song about "Red bottoms"

I though i was red hot

There must be a god

In the limelight being red hot

You see him as a god

Kick back and know yo son set

Now your wrists are covered in red

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

Color your eyes alveolar red

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Grow it in my red house

Red eyes that could hypnotize

Before we see it's hard to live

Fuck that whore till her pussy turned red

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head