This is a song about "Blues"

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

Soul music in the air nothing but blues

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

You couldn't ship gold records if the only copy you pressed was solid gold

Imaginary friends at a foster home and leave u with the blues. u prolly don't

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

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

Fuck with me i make ya genre red just like it got the blues

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

Citing blues jives as their night's dampen

I hit your block and we can box for fun

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

From the lake to the blues every day life is

Alternative to, we love the rhythm and blues

Now concentrate until you get the juice