This is a song about "Red reaper"

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

Im an undertaker, grave digger, and reaper

My real names grim but you can call me reaper,

I move the club like a poker dealer

The reaper, the act i should leader,

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

But you can't hide from this grim reaper

You ever paid attention in there? me either

Coming quicker to your death call me the grim reaper,

Mad dreamer, you better fear me like im the grim reaper.

Into the hills of goldand peace to this young warrior

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Chop down your words,harvest you like reaper

She don’t give her nigga head

Found dead covered in red