This is a song about "Red pepper"

You could say i'm friends with fred

And then i saw the red,

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

The way these guys can't see me? man it's like i'm spitting pepper spray

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

Like salt and pepper, no equivalent

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

Kushed up and my eye red

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

Color your eyes alveolar red

Now your wrists are covered in red

Cutting me this worthless check

I ain't got a damn thing other than my pepper spray

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way