This is a song about "Pink and blue"

She fly high, high in the sky, ho i can't see you

I looked outside and saw the red and blue

He screens every call and remember the blue dress

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Eye all pink, and cut to shit,

With g's in my pocket

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

My girls and my sbs, got a thing for pink boxes

Cause i can't believe i lost my virginity to you

Flow can make you lose your breath pass out and turn blue

Cause you're the star, everybody looking at you

And told her to go to bed, her face turned blue,

And slap you 'till you're black and blue, rihanna

I can always depend on my mama

'bout wondering why the sky's blue, and what it tastes like

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night