This is a song about "Red bottoms"

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice

Red eyes that could hypnotize

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

Covered the room in splattered red,

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

When the lights are out she says, i am bathed in red,

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Covered the room in splattered red,

Ill say pussy red instead

So if i do call it's just a check

I respect that you don't know yet

Kushed up and my eye red

I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,