This is a song about "Blue sky"

Damn is your mattress dry

Now i'm falling from the sky

Vsu don't regret you

Until your face turns blue

U look so down why your turning blue

The game is to be sold not told, so fuck you

And it'll make you feel blue

I live in a zoo

Making mr. blue sky look like wayfarer five fifteen^32

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

I'm feeling better and no longer blue.

For a brick or two, really put an end to you

You need more grease in your hair, so they weaves you

Roses are red and violets are blue

And shoot the fucking sky,

I mean the game been dry