This is a song about "Red death"

Spending her time with him i guess

Give a mic the kiss of death

I respect that you don't know yet

And then i saw the red,

Watch your body turn indian red,

Cutting me this worthless check

I though i was red hot

Bring the keys, oh my god

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

But my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head

Found dead covered in red

Kick back and know yo son set

Nobody ain't own us yet

She wants to dye her hair red?

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head

Color your eyes alveolar red