This is a song about "Red shirts"

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,

Grow it in my red house

Start beef bigger then your spouse

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

We dont got our shirts scrunched

Probably die getting some head

Found dead covered in red

Kick back and know yo son set

Watch your body turn indian red,

All you might see is blood red

Is not far from white girls with big bread

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Covered the room in splattered red,