This is a song about "Red top"

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

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

Found dead covered in red

Kick back and know yo son set

Like your bitchin' wife and sister might get tonight

But everyone knows i'm on top like a red light.

Skies are black, clouds are red

Nobody ain't own us yet

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

Whats marijuana? my fuckin eyes are never red

My god come before this bread

Color your eyes alveolar red

Okay man you do the drop

Till i come out on top,