This is a song about "Red stilettos stripper"

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

Color your eyes alveolar red

Now your wrists are covered in red

Woo-hah, got you all in check

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

Covered the room in splattered red,

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

Fuck that whore till her pussy turned red

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

Yeah, mi casa su casa, got a stripper like gaza

With a broken front bump - er tryna get a stripper as

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

I thought i recognized her

Take it all of for me stripper,

And then i saw the red,

My god come before this bread