This is a song about "Red october"

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

She wants to dye her hair red?

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

Watch your body turn indian red,

You reflect me, i love that about you

Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,

Like a fiend off the best rock

I though i was red hot

Holla out my set

Ill say pussy red instead

Finding more light to shed

And then i saw the red,

Paradox wont stop the rivers running red

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

All you might see is blood red

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head