This is a song about "Red scare"

Covered the room in splattered red,

Your heart was false just like the words you said

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

None of us would ever make it through the red scare

You could say i'm friends with fred

And then i saw the red,

Nothing you can say can scare me

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

A little fuckin pissant who tried to scare me and failed

Taking away from my eyes every scare

Everybody put three fingers in the air

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

I'll scare you motherfuckers straight