This is a song about "Blue shoes"

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

I'm feeling better and no longer blue.

Its cold as shit in this booth

Like the bottom of your dated shoes

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

Until your face turns blue

I'm tryna learn somethin new

Nutty as a nut cake thinks he is goody two shoes

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Come and walk a mile in my shoes.

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

This homosexual troll living under my shoes

She gonna dance when that molly through

Ion wanna see my nigga blue