This is a song about "Red october"

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

August and september, and by the start of october

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Your careers over, he’s slumped over

The world isn't as red as you think, october

And then i saw the red,

Kick back and know yo son set

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Whats marijuana? my fuckin eyes are never red

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

Color your eyes alveolar red

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Kushed up and my eye red

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

Fuck that whore till her pussy turned red