This is a song about "Blue ivy"

I'm drinkin' coors, my mountains are blue

I'll tell you baby that we're through

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Both my hands itching just like poison ivy,

Shawty can i taste you

Until your face turns blue

And pissing red, white, and blue

What preceded was the clue

In earth, as it is in heaven

Face blue, comparable to denim

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

All of this fuss for heisenberg's blue meth

But make sure if they do see

You got me blue and lonely