This is a song about "Bovines diesel blues"

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

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

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

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

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

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

I wake back up i cant find my car i gotta blues clues

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Citing blues jives as their night's dampen

All the girls really want is fun

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

The diesel is my gasoline, i just crash the scene,

Soul music in the air nothing but blues

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth