This is a song about "Blue sbowball"

Im from the side where silly niggas hate or they like you

Many casualties follow when i beat the beat black and blue

I don't care what it did to them

Face blue, comparable to denim

All of this fuss for heisenberg's blue meth

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Ion wanna see my nigga blue

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

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

I'm feeling better and no longer blue.

I'm torching it like i'm burning blue,

If your man can't keep up wit you

Trying to avoid the g's throwin up the red or blue

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

And it'll make you feel blue

Would have came back for you