This is a song about "Red rocket"

Never coming back, i'm an ape in a rocket!

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

Yeah, i rock it like a rocket

I'm gettin' bitches to strip

The ville with a coupe rocket

Saying they this and that

Found dead covered in red

She don’t give her nigga head

I'm a hot topic, holding the rocket, we got problems?

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Watch your body turn indian red,

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

Shootin past the sun, outta the milky way unlike any rocket

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/