This is a song about "Blur"

That we all feel every day, life is a blur in the fast lane

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Start out with 3 bottles and the rest was a blur.

And weather or not she likes me is still a blur

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

And weather or not she likes me is still a blur

Throw up your motherfuckin middle finger

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

A nigga of my caliber because when i rap all they see is a blur

Hit the 'burbs and all you see is a blur

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

Look's like a chandelier, look in the mirror

But its to much to handle it would seem like a blur

Black vultures, rats roaches, sleep now, the laughs over

And weather or not she likes me is still a blur