This is a song about "Too red to think"

Trying to avoid the g's throwin up the red or blue

I don’t want nothing to do with you, i’m through with you

Only trying to be human with red eyelids

One life to live but they all doing life bids

Some people are just too hard to diss. i tried, but i don't think my first two lines

Mic in my handi run like marion barberyou haters on the sidelines

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

The pain still clinging to his broken frame, neck red and inflamed,

This red flood, that was a mistake. i'm always on time, but never too late.

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

Probably die getting some head

She wants to dye her hair red?

When that thing gon fly

Like the red you use to dye