This is a song about "50 shades of grey"

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

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

You got a pic of 50 cent and your a wack talker

My insecurities and worries shall be no longer

Spineless see they slither, those serpents in the shade of grey,

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

But shawty know i'm a rapper

Take a backseat in my grey matter

The clouds are black and the skies are grey

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

Watching grey matter separates from your cerebral cortex,

We ain't poor, ain't middle class, we're in the shade of grey,

Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday

Then some lady named billie holiday

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