This is a song about "Red hills"

My rhyming skills got you climbing hills

So here i am at the store for some chips

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

Whats marijuana? my fuckin eyes are never red

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

And don't stop consider why these hills are withered and

Pg, riverdale, largo, temple hills

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Covered the room in splattered red,

I work hard for everything i get

And then i saw the red,

Kick back and know yo son set

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

Steepen hills and silence sounds, we fostered throughout daydreams

Probably die getting some head

Kushed up and my eye red