This is a song about "A beautiful dapple grey horse"

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

A load of horse-shit is all it was to me

A beautiful life so serene/ at seventeen/

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

Go to your little horse tell girls they need a saddle

A beautiful 'puffee , killing

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

For better or worse, i'm on a horse, in town, blessing

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Is that ya story? a cache of grey tales seems statutory

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I got a question for ya, little somethin to say

What are we to do when our days are in a deep grey?

Your a horse without a saddle

She all that i can handle