This is a song about "Red rocket"

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

The ville with a coupe rocket

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

This chick played with my rocket through my pocket

Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip

I'm putting cash in my pockets, so much to tour the world in a rocket,

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

But i dream big like a rocket ship that's some honest shit

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

The real muscle in the message of that

And then i saw the red,

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Iraqi rocket launcher

Took the van, went snatch her

Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit

You want to skip the process, go straight to the rocket,