This is a song about "Blue sky"

We was high school peers, in junior high

Just like diamond in the sky

5s be raining from the sky

So let me tell you about this guy

We self-made but never is an i on the team

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

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

Outta the fucking blue/

Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die

Blue smoke rings sail through the sky

Everyday i look up to that same blue sky,

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

I know the whole world sky

U look so down why your turning blue

You reflect me, i love that about you