This is a song about "Redred vs blue"

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you

I'm feeling better and no longer blue.

Cause when i make this stew

Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

The way i blow up, the vs just soars

The boa know they loving the crew

And pissing red, white, and blue

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

I fire off like terrorist turrets,with opponents i vs.,

I'm drinkin' coors, my mountains are blue

Teenage parties, i recommend you

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Seems either love or hatred/ nah more like its tension vs patience

Follow to your limousine, stuck you like a nicotine patch

Better be ready for the next jason vs freddy it's a rematch,