This is a song about "Blue"

Just a place that they can come

Face blue, comparable to denim

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Disappear like you interfere, out of the blue

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

You got me blue and lonely

My favorite color is blue

I was twelve when the gunned you

Cops wanna cuff you, niggas wanna clap you

I'm drinkin' coors, my mountains are blue

Had a dream bout to come true, man why you feelin blue?

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

If it wasn't bad enough your labels are hoeing you

My capillaries are few and the blood runs blue

I really love my miami crew

Outta the fucking blue/