This is a song about "Blue skys"

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

My capillaries are few and the blood runs blue

U look so down why your turning blue

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

I call em up, they might fall through

Your aura, royal blue,

Many casualties follow when i beat the beat black and blue

I love my onesand now i put blood on yousnatch money from you

To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you

Disappear like you interfere, out of the blue

All of this fuss for heisenberg's blue meth

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

And pissing red, white, and blue

I'm hoping that this letter reaches you