This is a song about "Demarai gray"

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

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

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

You niggas ain't harden, you readin them 50 shades of gray books

If you out there let me hear you say

My minds astray, my hearts finally gray

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

No matter of the gray, the clouds, or the stormy weather

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

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

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

I don't let that stress me out, i don't need my hairs turning gray.