This is a song about "Red bottoms"

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

Fuck, your a comedian, im gone, your red

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Covered the room in splattered red,

Found dead covered in red

You could say i'm friends with fred

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

Red eyes that could hypnotize

Probably die getting some head

Color your eyes alveolar red

I don't want you to have my permit yet

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

Fuck that whore till her pussy turned red

Your heart was false just like the words you said

I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you

And pissing red, white, and blue