This is a song about "Blues"

So many would say you lose, let me investigate like blues clues,

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

For once my mind thought that i should go back in the blues..

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

Thick girls, small frame, please watch ya tummy miss

From the lake to the blues every day life is

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

Alternative to, we love the rhythm and blues

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

Just coming out of church whistling a blues hymn,

Soul music in the air nothing but blues

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Twisted lyrics by these critics, and i'm playing my blues

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news