This is a song about "Blue bra and panties"

Many casualties follow when i beat the beat black and blue

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Roses are red and violets are blue

And word i blew off herb i grew

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

Don't hate me cause i'm true and i'm blue all the time.

Before i snap and go crazy and take the blue pill

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

Vice versa, eyes blue and hair blonde from the meth i did,

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

And drew up a blue image of the day she died

Body 2 body baby, we gotta do this right

And runnin' with specific crews, turnin' blue? shit's a clue

The 40 if i cop bottles, we can't believe you