This is a song about "Hey eyes are blues at the oceans"

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

The girls are chomping at the bit

Hey teens is me your leader miley i know yall starin at the computer,

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

I dont even deserve the tears that are now fallin from my eyes

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

For once my mind thought that i should go back in the blues..

Tell me how can we live this way

Try and see through the rain, hey

And smile at each other's eyes

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Even when i try to watch the news, and play the smoking blues

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

At the holy cross game when our eyes glanced

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast