This is a song about "Gathering blue"

Roses are red and violets are blue

Higher than a vanilla sky, float by you

Nigga, fuck you. yeah, just you

I'm drinkin' coors, my mountains are blue

Until your face turns blue

I bet that mirror gon show you

Face blue, comparable to denim

Something wicked this way come

Your aura, royal blue,

No soup for you

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

You're witnessing a mass-occur like you're watching a church gathering

You got me blue and lonely

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Is spittin to a gathering lookin like a criss cross

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force