This is a song about "Red bottoms"

Im trying to see her in bed

Covered the room in splattered red,

All you might see is blood red

You could say i'm friends with fred

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Fresh peel after intersecting slides your glistening red

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

Whats marijuana? my fuckin eyes are never red

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

Covered the room in splattered red,

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

When i see the sheets i just see they blood red,

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Wear bikini bottoms, no bra, and tube socks