This is a song about "Red nose"

Shit got hectic had to come up with my hoes

I remember when i was a snot nose

I'm make this choppa spit and make it come out her nose

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Who's lips, who knows, a few good men who grew nose

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

I got flows, for rap shows, buddha smoke through my nose,

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

You stole from me from under my nose

Skies are black, clouds are red

That's boa, see that's my set

Im so great you can smell it thru your nose

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

So while you worry about the hoes

(keep going and you'll need another nose)