This is a song about "Zoey the short red headed emo"

Probably die getting some head

Covered the room in splattered red,

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

I was headed down over to the head shop

Paradox wont stop the rivers running red

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

Beat em til they be headed in the way of amnesia

My time with their half-witted reviews

Ignite the bomb short fuse,

Like the mayans fuck us over with short time

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

But i'm broke as fuck too bitch, we on the same boat

Left & now it seems i'm headed right down the same road

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

The only way that he relates is that i'm seeing red