This is a song about "Blue mist cafe shisha"

Starting to imagine that i am seeing mist

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

And no nigga gon love you

But you look so cute in blue...

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

For biting mine lines just to escape in the mist

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

Dip, go! tip toe into the mist, slow..

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Looking like ya shit you britches in a heavy rap of mist

I bet that mirror gon show you

Your aura, royal blue,

And pissing red, white, and blue

I call em up, they might fall through

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

Enter a mist, twist, barrel role and all that shit.