This is a song about "Blue yeti"

When i get to warwick avenue

I'm torching it like i'm burning blue,

I call em up, they might fall through

Your aura, royal blue,

My capillaries are few and the blood runs blue

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

My favorite color is blue

I gotta tell you that my love is true

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

Trying to avoid the g's throwin up the red or blue

Face blue, comparable to denim

If you wanted a date, don't come

Outta the fucking blue/

And word i blew off herb i grew