This is a song about "Red trousers"

So if i do call it's just a check

She wants to dye her hair red?

Then put it into sex drive

Red eyes that could hypnotize

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

Fuck that whore till her pussy turned red

Kick back and know yo son set

Fresh peel after intersecting slides your glistening red

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

In the limelight being red hot

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red

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

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

Watch your body turn indian red,