This is a song about "Fuck red fool bang blue stay crip"

Blue collar they'd call it, ain't ghetto, fuck what haters say,

Every day we fight the system, just to make our way

Fuck, your a comedian, im gone, your red

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

Trying to avoid the g's throwin up the red or blue

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

Roses are red, violets are blue, god made me pretty, what happened to you?

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

I stay the fuck away from the knife,

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

Fuck all slobs kill them with a knife bk all day every day crip life

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Im not sad or blue im fucking black and red dude rip a rapper up like old news

Sicker and quicker and thicker are deing of the fixable issues

I looked outside and saw the red and blue

I'm trying to let the force be with you, i get you