This is a song about "50 shades of grey"

50 shades of clay, tons of reasons why i’m mr. may.

Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say

Watching grey matter separates from your cerebral cortex,

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

I’m starring in this bitch and yeah i write the show

Say you make "tons" of doe 50 or so hell no

Or i'll withdraw with the force of a snake

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

Ya, laid in the shades of the everglades, finally forever paid, wearing

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

How bout we blow this bit

You based your life off of 50's shit

Well do you? i doubt it cause it's cloudy and grey

Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay

Only hoping there's another day, anything but grey,

He's a buster anyway, i can take him any day