This is a song about "Blue ribbons"

They at the same spot they making no progress

All of this fuss for heisenberg's blue meth

My favorite color is blue

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

I'll tell you baby that we're through

But you look so cute in blue...

Until your face turns blue

That means two, between me and you

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you

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

I'm feeling better and no longer blue.

Lay down, relax, climax, let me bite you

Outta the fucking blue/

And no nigga gon love you