This is a song about "Blue"

Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,

I can do better without you

I don't mean to matthew kemp you, but shit you

So call me pac man cos you're a ghost that's blue

I really love my miami crew

Until your face turns blue

And told her to go to bed, her face turned blue,

Higher than a vanilla sky, float by you

I'm feeling better and no longer blue.

There's nothing man made than can make it just you

Outta the fucking blue/

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

Roses are red and violets are blue

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

Your aura, royal blue,

I'm a still love you