This is a song about "Blue weather"

You blow away from zephyr, i create category five weather,

'cuz after i drink a bottle, wave my flag and surrender

Covering my head in bad weather

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Until your face turns blue

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

Rock them bitches once then forgot about ‘em forever

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

But now it's like i'm drowning underneath the weather

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Dryin off in the warm weather

How simple they are

Ion wanna see my nigga blue

Don't fuck around and make it true

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Man its cold out here but i'm survivin' in this weather