This is a song about "Zal clues"

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

The science with hidden places n' government leaving clues and traces

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

I knew there was monastery clues on how to play it cool

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

I got all the right words but wrong clues

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

So many would say you lose, let me investigate like blues clues,

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

I wake back up i cant find my car i gotta blues clues

I be calling out game like miles at the farms

Sitting viewing blue's clues best say your psalms

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

How could i lose, when the youth's decisions are clues,

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

How could i lose, when the youth's decisions are clues,