This is a song about "Blur benjamins"

Ain't tryin to fight no war against my brother

And weather or not she likes me is still a blur

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

To all the masses who see the world in blur

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Hit the 'burbs and all you see is a blur

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

My reflection remains a blur, stuck between future potential and lost history

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

And weather or not she likes me is still a blur

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Benjamins dipped in stripper love no kiss or hugs

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

Life's a blur but i'm alert it's absurd