This is a song about "Red ridding hood"

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

With this mission im given the decision of ridding 'n' riving these chickens

Color your eyes alveolar red

Your friends say, why we not together yet

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

I send my niggas through your hood

To mcs that don't rhyme good

All you might see is blood red

Holla out my set

Feeling blessed i was never in that hood

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

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

Fresh peel after intersecting slides your glistening red