This is a song about "Weed lashanti blue money"

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

My favorite color is blue

To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you

I be stuck to you

And it'll make you feel blue

Outta the fucking blue/

Vsu don't regret you

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

I'm feeling better and no longer blue.

I just wanted to be at peace with you

Oh who do you

Your aura, royal blue,