This is a song about "Blue weather"

Not to shit on you

Outta the fucking blue/

You good man, we don't want you

And pissing red, white, and blue

High everyday my favorite color blue

And for this moment no i won't ditch you

I make him smile under any type of weather

Now we livin’ much better, nigga, pay whatever

No matter of the gray, the clouds, or the stormy weather

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

But you don't seem to be under the weather.

Dryin off in the warm weather

Going broke, no sir

This what it sound like if i sent my dad a letter

I mean your whole heart is so confusing with the weird weather