This is a song about "Red hot chilli peppers"

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Now your wrists are covered in red

And i don't make no bed rock

Cause i'm always served hot

Fuck, your a comedian, im gone, your red

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

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

Im heated, so hot no red light for stop, sit staring at the time on the clock

Cutting me this worthless check

Covered the room in splattered red,

Whats marijuana? my fuckin eyes are never red

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

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

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead