This is a song about "Red hot chili peppers"

I'll be the thunder, shake the whole bed

Paradox wont stop the rivers running red

Im so cold but my rhymes are red hot

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

She don’t give her nigga head

Found dead covered in red

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

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

Ill say pussy red instead

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

Pick one, peter piper. and pick a peck of pickled peppers.

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

Watch your body turn indian red,

Like sally mae on college debt

Kushed up and my eye red