This is a song about "Red bottoms"

I don't want you to have my permit yet

Covered the room in splattered red,

Like a fiend off the best rock

I though i was red hot

After im done with you, you be bleeding red,

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

Red eyes that could hypnotize

Right flows down and they might go nice

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

Paradox wont stop the rivers running red

And don't perform after him or you might regret

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,

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

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

Im trying to see her in bed

Ill say pussy red instead