This is a song about "Red button"

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

My tracks stuck on replay, your button got dust on it

Trying clicking that button again and clicking one of these words.

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

A nuke towards your ignorance, i just pressed the button/

Found dead covered in red

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

Getting these bitches from one push of a button

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

I think you got your onstar button inside your car stuck

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck