This is a song about "The blue"

Soak in the blue, till it turned purple

You can call it commercial

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

I begin to spin the blue bubbly bottle

Sometimes all i see is the bright blue tree

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

My niggas'll probably clown me if i told 'em that i kissed you

Trying to avoid the g's throwin up the red or blue

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

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch

"like as the sky is blue, all your dreams will come true.

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo