This is a song about "Red door blue dore"

And pissing red, white, and blue

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

Roses are red, violets are blue, god made me pretty, what happened to you?

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

I'm torching it like i'm burning blue,

And no nigga gon love you

Covered the room in splattered red,

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

Don't fuck around and make it true

But you look so cute in blue...

I looked outside and saw the red and blue

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

And it'll make you feel blue

Look, ambition will define you

And humans bleed red and blue, and it’s insane,

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain