This is a song about "Solid homies"

3 homies chilling making classics

So here i am at the store for some chips

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Bars doper than sniffing solid methamphetamine

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

And send ya into toxic waste in a frozen solid lake,

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right

Rock solid like a stalagmite over betty white,

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

The color was so vivid and the red was solid.