This is a song about "Blue true hesitant due"

But its true who knew the rude dude in blue from cell two

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

Win or lose red or blue we must all stay true

If it wasn't bad enough your labels are hoeing you

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

Until your face turns blue

Your aura, royal blue,

Wolf gang, triple six crew

Knew you who threw du ewe yu due que crew true u two drew u lu rue

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you

Now i hate being hesitant, zylosylo messed with shit,

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

I show true blonde an light blue makin you look right through