This is a song about "Red hot chilli peppers"

Be rapping out hooks still you ain't chilli fearing

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Color your eyes alveolar red

Cutting me this worthless check

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

That i just haven't came up with a name yet

Fuck that whore till her pussy turned red

Give us this day, our daily bread

Covered the room in splattered red,

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

Kushed up and my eye red

That's how i got the weed spot

In the limelight being red hot

And then i saw the red,

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head