This is a song about "Blues clues"

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

How could i lose, when the youth's decisions are clues,

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

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

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

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

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

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Even when i try to watch the news, and play the smoking blues

From the lake to the blues every day life is

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

Soul music in the air nothing but blues

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused

Of dust n feud ur #smoked n #played like #cigs n #blues bitch ya doomed