Red

I said when I'm rappin'
 I'm tryna' just depict the state of mind
 That I just see when I get high
 I'm changin' colors of the sky
 Do it
 Cause' you gon' regret it if you die
 Take every opportunity cause' that's the point of life
 Red
 Red
 Red
 Woah, ayy, what a switch up
 Beats gettin' changed
 Like tranny dudes switched up
 Bitch wigga names like Kylie
 Did a Bruce up
 Click clack bang
 Like fat bitches push ups
 WALLACE is my name
 Come on do a fuckin' lookup
 Bitches givin' brain
 That's what I don' call a lookup
 Seven years straight I been rappin' wit' no hook uh
 I'm the one to blame, boy my SoundCloud lookin' dead huh
 12k plays on my track that made it better
 Twelve years later I'm surprised I made it either
 Kanye's goin' crazy so I think the end is nearer
 Wait
 Wait a minute
 I been tryna' learn a thing called hate
 I been havin' nights where I'm just rappin' real late
 I been havin' days where I just think I need a break
 Break
 Shit
 But I resort to the factual movement
 Of smokin' chronic in the back of a tunic
 Wit 1, 2, 3, bitches in fact I stay goofin'
 And the truth of the matter is fatter
 Than Donald Trump so stomach me
 Bitch