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

Udc where he met my mother

Melt this track like butter

Caught you on the 9 in all blue yelling i’ma neutral

Your own physical, superficial not spiritual

You can call it commercial

Soak in the blue, till it turned purple

Or you can do better on some hate shit

Leave them like toes in sandals get, split,

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

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

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Nigga i'm got my blue flag flying

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

My capillaries are few and the blood runs blue