This is a song about "Blue bra and panties"

I can always depend on my mama

And slap you 'till you're black and blue, rihanna

You got me blue and lonely

I’m tryna be low key

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

The working class section, and my parents blue collar,

Since back in high school, we was true, me and you

That lil kid jackin tags, leavin people black and blue.

My rhymes are so powerful i think i see on you some black and blue,

Can’t take no more of your shit cause i can do better without you

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

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

Went away for a little, let my wisdom increase

Now go pull up your panties, and let go of my hand please

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

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine