This is a song about "Double blue and gold quill pink roses"

And i came on her double d's

And all my childhood memories

Humble and the prof double the entourage

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

And told her to go to bed, her face turned blue,

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

You got me blue and lonely

I’m tryna be low key

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Roses are red, violets are blue, i have five fingers, the middle one's for you.

And you all will respect that

Eye all pink, and cut to shit,

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

And the razors are double bladed

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

But like the diamonds and gold