This is a song about "Thrasher"

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Hard as rocks locked in a fox box

Covered the room in splattered red,

Like sally mae on college debt

Hungry hunters gaming fox, bruce banner flavored pot

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

But youre there and the fuzz shaking the drugs out your clothes

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Fox off a spliff, stop on a hit to often forget

When the lights are out she says, i am bathed in red,

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

Teenage parties, i recommend you

Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,

Whats marijuana? my fuckin eyes are never red

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead