This is a song about "Zal clues"

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

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Sitting viewing blue's clues best say your psalms

New released nike shoes, pay your dues, get the clues,

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

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

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

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

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

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

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

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

I got all the right words but wrong clues