This is a song about "Blues"

Even when i try to watch the news, and play the smoking blues

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

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

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused

Of dust n feud ur #smoked n #played like #cigs n #blues bitch ya doomed

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

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

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

Fuck with me i make ya genre red just like it got the blues

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

Alternative to, we love the rhythm and blues

Citing blues jives as their night's dampen

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come