This is a song about "Red shift"

It even came with furnishings, alright its time for nannys shift

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

Color your eyes alveolar red

Shift time, drift into a swift roller coaster lift

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

All to have a shift in your will.

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

Now your wrists are covered in red

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Fresh peel after intersecting slides your glistening red

I'm gon remember her, but still

All to have a shift in your will.