This is a song about "Red dead"

Now your wrists are covered in red

I'll be the thunder, shake the whole bed

With a trail of dead mic's cause these wack cats get stopped like red lights.

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

Kick back and know yo son set

All you might see is blood red

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Fresh peel after intersecting slides your glistening red

Covered the room in splattered red,

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

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

Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging

Even when my dreams are dead

My voice make her wet

All you niggas dead , dead fake

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date