This is a song about "Blues"

Twisted lyrics by these critics, and i'm playing my blues

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

Citing blues jives as their night's dampen

Kaiser soze, we never see him

Just coming out of church whistling a blues hymn,

Alternative to, we love the rhythm and blues

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

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

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

Bro's got grudges for money its funny they loved me but rushed to the cold

Imaginary friends at a foster home and leave u with the blues. u prolly don't

Playing my blues, while the hypocrites debatin' my views,

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

For once my mind thought that i should go back in the blues..

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news