This is a song about "Blue"

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,

The boa know they loving the crew

U look so down why your turning blue

Outta the fucking blue/

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

And it'll make you feel blue

And no nigga gon love you

You can have this place/memories have me blue.

A shame i gotta put up with her shit just to get you

Until your face turns blue

I'm tryna learn somethin new

My capillaries are few and the blood runs blue

Let me drug you up and put different things in you

And told her to go to bed, her face turned blue,

Ay though i love you hate that bitch that's always with you