This is a song about "Red bull"

Better than the last stack of bull crap

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

Now you've had a glimpse inside the ill mind of dan bull

She pray to god every night hoping that he'll mature

This towns full of bull shit

With g's in my pocket

Your friends say, why we not together yet

Watch your body turn indian red,

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

Hear some bull that some dude mumble

Color your eyes alveolar red

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

All this bull shit aint gonna stop me from chasing dreams

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

I drink a red bull to get a red wing, flow tight make the dead sing