This is a song about "Red bottoms"

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

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

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

Ill say pussy red instead

And please never disrespect my set

Fuck that whore till her pussy turned red

Skies are black, clouds are red

My voice make her wet

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

Covered the room in splattered red,

My god come before this bread

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

And pissing red, white, and blue

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

Fresh peel after intersecting slides your glistening red