This is a song about "Blake gray"

My minds astray, my hearts finally gray

Real nigga shit i gotta make it one day

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

In perpetual brownout, seeing davis, gray scenes

That's why they salty every where i swear its like a snow day

Wack is what the haters say, this area with shades of gray,

I feel like im a clipper cuz im dunkin on u posers like blake

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different

Sick the duck, nut up or shut up, blake griffin with the dunk

By skies that bowed to rain, it was gray, prayed every day

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

And i don't care what a bitch say, i'mma be like this till i get gray