This is a song about "Red flannel shirts"

Covered the room in splattered red,

You already know you're dead

Fuck that whore till her pussy turned red

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

Fresh peel after intersecting slides your glistening red

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,

Fuck, your a comedian, im gone, your red

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,

And all the shit you went through

C-squared wearin some hawaiian shirts, every one got there butt hurts,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,