This is a song about "Toronto blue jays"

You got me blue and lonely

But make sure if they do see

Sparking up some weed, i got jays in my beak nigga

My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla

Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,

And word i blew off herb i grew

U look so down why your turning blue

If your man can't keep up wit you

Higher than a vanilla sky, float by you

Ion wanna see my nigga blue

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

And it'll make you feel blue

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

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