This is a song about "Red green colorblindness"

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Bout that green like baby bop

Fire on my mind like im green

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

Your heart was false just like the words you said

If your man want to bet

And then i saw the red,

Tummy hungry for the dull green

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

Found dead covered in red

You could say i'm friends with fred

Whats marijuana? my fuckin eyes are never red

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead