This is a song about "Red bottoms"

I though i was red hot

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

Now your wrists are covered in red

Lemonhead end up dead

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Covered the room in splattered red,

Watch your body turn indian red,

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

I'll be the thunder, shake the whole bed

Fuck that whore till her pussy turned red

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

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

Your friends say, why we not together yet

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

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

Fuck, your a comedian, im gone, your red