This is a song about "Christian grey"

Watching grey matter separates from your cerebral cortex,

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay

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

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

Whether christian, jew, muslim, or other religious views,

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

An atheist to a christian in one second

All up under the covers day

Theres black white then me im grey

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

Christian dior your girl is a whore

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

Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day

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

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