This is a song about "Blue"

My favorite color is blue

I'm on point baby, ready to stick you

'n' they don’t photograph, nah they don't sex like you

Roses are red and violets are blue

I'm after you bringing traffic through

U look so down why your turning blue

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

You can have this place/memories have me blue.

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

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

That means two, between me and you

Outta the fucking blue/

Cause when i make this stew

And pissing red, white, and blue

My capillaries are few and the blood runs blue

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo