This is a song about "Carli lloyd"

So what i do is pray, no more days where the clouds are grey

P.s hey, how long will they mourn you? forever and a day

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

They pull you in and destroy you like manson or prophet jones,

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

Tyler was a teenager and had no goal

Everyday we party hard like ther ain't no tomorrow

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

Take a backseat in my grey matter

When you talkin illest rapper

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

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

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

But looks like nothings in there it's just gray matter