This is a song about "Red bottoms"

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

But my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head

Whats marijuana? my fuckin eyes are never red

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

After im done with you, you be bleeding red,

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

Fuck that whore till her pussy turned red

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

In the limelight being red hot

You see him as a god

Covered the room in splattered red,

Give us this day, our daily bread

Watch your body turn indian red,

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck