This is a song about "Red vs blue"

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

I fire off like terrorist turrets,with opponents i vs.,

I'll tell you baby that we're through

And pissing red, white, and blue

Seems either love or hatred/ nah more like its tension vs patience

But i ain't had none in a while i need your aspirations

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Roses are red, violets are blue, i have five fingers, the middle one's for you.

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

It's like marvel vs d.c

Roses are red, violets are blue, god made me pretty, what happened to you?

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Outta the fucking blue/

Whipping whatever i, 460ls you

See you was there every year when i needed you

Win or lose red or blue we must all stay true