This is a song about "Red hit chilli peppers"

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

Fuck, your a comedian, im gone, your red

Heystop running your mouth

Grow it in my red house

Skies are black, clouds are red

That's boa, see that's my set

Is not far from white girls with big bread

Ill say pussy red instead

Fresh peel after intersecting slides your glistening red

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

Now your wrists are covered in red

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Ain't finna peak yet

She wants to dye her hair red?

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead