This is a song about "Red sun dresses"

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

And the red sun sinks at least into the hills of gold,

Flapjack, ooh he bring

I can see the sun falling

I sit crowned upon the ashen sun

So now she picks up the gun

You already know you're dead

And then i saw the red,

Covered the room in splattered red,

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

Color your eyes alveolar red

This is like love, that you can never get

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Sitting in my chair relaxing in the sun

Got that deep love

Presenting her dresses