This is a song about "My blue sweatshirt"

My favorite color is blue

And all the shit you went through

Your aura, royal blue,

Shawty can i taste you

So anything do is everything to you

My capillaries are few and the blood runs blue

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first

Chilling with this asshole, he call himself sweatshirt

What could you do ?if it was up to you

Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Jay electronica and earl sweatshirt still have got it,

If its not couture, i will not go to her

The working class section, and my parents blue collar,

Nigga i'm got my blue flag flying

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing