This is a song about "A blue saree girl"

And drew up a blue image of the day she died

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

A pair of pretty made up baby blue cold steel staring surprise

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

Spit fire i don't tire, i am crass, do yourself a favor get your ass black and blue

They got you trapped, you're better off gettin shot upi'm convinced self-defense is the way

Hey i ate carrots today to be like doc dray, i eat carrots to be a blue jay

Caught in a maze

Oo girl, what a disgrace

We gotta get back to what really matters

I am of blue blood, had a noble birth

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

In my heart you’re causin’ a commotion, girl