This is a song about "Red knights"

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Ill say pussy red instead

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

Covered the room in splattered red,

Skies are black, clouds are red

You already know you're dead

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

I ain't quitting the knights shining, filled up with exuses like invites lying

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

Lemonhead end up dead

All you might see is blood red

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

School of the hard knocks with some british knights