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

But they see the explosion, they cross oceans to show for you

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

Playing my blues, while the hypocrites debatin' my views,

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

Then i will gladly go back to my emo rap

At the holy cross game when our eyes glanced

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

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

Without her i'd be lost..being with her comes at a cost..thoughts of losing her haunt me the most/

Imaginary friends at a foster home and leave u with the blues. u prolly don't

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday

Try and see through the rain, hey

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

You are the prettiest thing i laid my eyes on all my life

My eyes are rolling, freaking out

I try to be the guy, you think about