This is a song about "Red leg"

Probably die getting some head

Watch your body turn indian red,

Or a arm leg amputation

Got me rushed to the station

With one leg left, now i'm hoppin' around crippled

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Covered the room in splattered red,

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

You can feel my dick on your leg five feet beside you,

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

I am out of this world and you a man on the moon

And a car with no backseat and some leg room

Found dead covered in red

Kick back and know yo son set

Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital

Left leg paradox, oxymoron the right, guess i'm a cripple