This is a song about "The blue"

Sometimes all i see is the bright blue tree

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

Out the blue lyrical murder like i slaughter cops,

I begin to spin the blue bubbly bottle

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Cause it's friday, it's blacc friday

The boys in blue! get 'em trey!

Vice versa, eyes blue and hair blonde from the meth i did,

M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid

I'm a be so rocky than the fuking blue ridge.

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

Caught you on the 9 in all blue yelling i’ma neutral

And this ain’t biblical but this sermon is spiritual