This is a song about "Red necks"

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

I always laugh out loud when i wring my hater's necks,

That's boa, see that's my set

Kushed up and my eye red

Nobody ain't own us yet

And then i saw the red,

Checking the necks of you wrecks/

I'm on deck i'm up next

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Head turner, got the whole block snappin necks/

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

With a rope, hung up by their necks, they choke,

The street slang i be speakin in code

Watch your body turn indian red,

Me and you in extasydon't be upset