This is a song about "Blue shirt"

And i'mma hold you down forever and appreciate the effort

I'm sensitive, i can feel hurt, just by you shitting on my shirt/

My favorite color is blue

Now i gotta exit after you

Got my shirt off the club too packed

That we can't forget the past

People keep runnin from me as i walk the streets cause blood stains my shirt

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

Until your face turns blue

Hey now got a thing for you

Ion wanna see my nigga blue

Raised by a momma who, who

Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,

I bet that mirror gon show you

And it'll make you feel blue

I'm coming home with you