This is a song about "Red hair"

And now i walk around without a care

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

Hit man? shit man, i could look down the cross hair

Skies are black, clouds are red

Give us this day, our daily bread

The way they hit her i just stop and stare

She's lightskinned, thick and she has blonde hair!"

Right, now you say you don't care

Yeah i like that long hair,

Sex attained a chilled clam, rocks are fair shuts till hair,

I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Covered the room in splattered red,

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

Watch your body turn indian red,