This is a song about "Killerkittys blue waffle"

I'll tell you baby that we're through

Until your face turns blue

My favorite color is blue

I'm on point baby, ready to stick you

I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you

U look so down why your turning blue

There's nothing man made than can make it just you

High everyday my favorite color blue

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

All of this fuss for heisenberg's blue meth

'n' they don’t photograph, nah they don't sex like you

My capillaries are few and the blood runs blue

Face blue, comparable to denim

Miami nights, ain't another one

Ion wanna see my nigga blue

If your man can't keep up wit you