This is a song about "Red haired girl"

Wavy-haired, my skin got a money getting glare

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Fuck, your a comedian, im gone, your red

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

When i see the sheets i just see they blood red,

Now your wrists are covered in red

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

Kick back and know yo son set

She wants to dye her hair red?

Skies are black, clouds are red

Like sally mae on college debt

Kushed up and my eye red

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Ill say pussy red instead

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