This is a song about "Red dead redemption"

Watch your body turn indian red,

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

So if i do call it's just a check

Wasnt worth always feeling dead.

So i happen to phil jacksons along the way with this talking

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

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

This harbour's run for trading ships with kiss 'em redemption

All you niggas dead , dead fake

The proverbial lemonade that i made

I'll be the thunder, shake the whole bed

Now your wrists are covered in red

Kushed up and my eye red

And please never disrespect my set

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Leaking my red whine and now i dead rhyme, but fortunately that wasn't the case