This is a song about "Red mist"

Narcissist, that cant see through the mist

Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

And please never disrespect my set

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

Fresh peel after intersecting slides your glistening red

Being fly was priority to the lowest

Starting to imagine that i am seeing mist

Other words, i'm here to fuck you through the mist

My rap isn't fast but i have been the coldest

Kushed up and my eye red

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

Dip, go! tip toe into the mist, slow..

I wonder when they'll see thru the fake mist

They blast for me and i don't roll with no atheist