This is a song about "Blue point"

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Ion wanna see my nigga blue

Since back in high school, we was true, me and you

Had a dream bout to come true, man why you feelin blue?

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

U look so down why your turning blue

This is my point of view, a serial killers point of view.

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

Disappoint lyrically they miss the point

And word i blew off herb i grew

Your aura, royal blue,

Face blue, comparable to denim

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

I got killers on my team that’ll get at you

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