This is a song about "Red velvet cheesecakes"

And pissing red, white, and blue

Now i gotta exit after you

All you might see is blood red

Give us this day, our daily bread

Ill say pussy red instead

You could say i'm friends with fred

Kushed up and my eye red

Like a church in debt

All i could see by your body was red

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

Watch your body turn indian red,

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

Kick back and know yo son set

Now your wrists are covered in red

When i see the sheets i just see they blood red,

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