This is a song about "Blue suede shoes"

Lay down, relax, climax, let me bite you

High everyday my favorite color blue

Your aura, royal blue,

If only i could rap to you

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

Come and walk a mile in my shoes.

This homosexual troll living under my shoes

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

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

My shoes black, slater back/

Snapple fact: you rather wack

U look so down why your turning blue

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

Outta the fucking blue/

And i've been thinking bout you