Blue

Looks they can be so decieving, uh False prophets we don't believe in, no Cross my heart and hope to die I know one day Everything's gonna be alright (yeah, uh) I'm sick and tired of all this perspiring Typing up resumes and inquiring if you hiring I'm sick and tired of button up ironing Why don't I get any days off, until I reach retirement? I'm sick and tired of sirens in my environment They never get laid off, they only do the firing It's getting violent Could start a fire with, pain in my irises Roses are red, why I'm so violet? (Blue) Yeah baby, I'm blue (blue) My nigga, I'm blue (blue) Yeah, baby, I'm blue (blue) I still don't understand why I get up each morning and try again The world already ending like the Mayan's said I still don't understand why I'm in this predicament Pitiful roaches in my hallway play tiny violins I still don't understand why is that so many stay silent When niggas dyin' turn blind eye in their pirate ships And still don't understand buying into the luxury brands Providing funds for the Klan that be conspiring Grew up admiring rhymers who had hot one-liners And beats banging like a shotgun fired, kaboom That left a young me inspired to light up blunts and get higher Spend all my funds on attire and what I could consume Was spoon fed with it, rhetoric quite repetitive Family members wished reality registered with me 'cause soon If I don't blow like a bassoon I'm a buffon in the community Lookin' up at the moon it isn't usually blue (blue) Yeah baby, that's blue (blue) My nigga that's blue (blue) Yeah baby, that's blue (blue)