This is a song about "Blue butter in my sandals"

Leave them like toes in sandals get, split,

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Smother it with butter and cook it for my next of kin.

The blood in his veins made him stick to a blue tat

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

Maybe i lack the fortitude to try to court you

But it ain't no rules in this game giving slobs blue

And have them peoples leakin' like they cd isn't mastered

My tongue is like a butter knife, using it to spread the word!

Silent momentman, i been missing you

I'm drinkin' coors, my mountains are blue

Yes my hair might be blue on monday

Rub my back, then let me lay

Lana blue jeans, pulling up in a fast car

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar