This is a song about "Red hood"

And then i saw the red,

Nobody ain't own us yet

Dont get ya fucking hood invaded

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head

Covered the room in splattered red,

Skies are black, clouds are red

Like a church in debt

Know it good when she go no hands

Trapping with the hood rats

All you might see is blood red

My god come before this bread

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

Now your wrists are covered in red