This is a song about "Zal clues"

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

Sitting viewing blue's clues best say your psalms

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

I got all the right words but wrong clues

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

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

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

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

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

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

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

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

This smooth groove is soothing n' abusin' the clues used, improving your crude views

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

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