This is a song about "Blue kid"

And told her to go to bed, her face turned blue,

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you

High everyday my favorite color blue

My home girl told me i got an issue

Face blue, comparable to denim

For the outlawz, here we come

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

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

Niggas that guided me through

Until your face turns blue

All of this fuss for heisenberg's blue meth

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

The boa know they loving the crew

Outta the fucking blue/

U look so down why your turning blue

Lay down, relax, climax, let me bite you