This is a song about "Red smoke"

On top of that, i’m broke

Because i'm throwing ash and smoke,

I though i was red hot

There must be a god

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

Your friends say, why we not together yet

Whats marijuana? my fuckin eyes are never red

A clever idea to take something they said

Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke

Ya beggin for a smoke

I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat

Fuck that whore till her pussy turned red

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

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

Fresh peel after intersecting slides your glistening red

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead