This is a song about "Demarai gray"

I don't know,maybe i'm too gray and old

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

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

I been doing this for forever, so whatever

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

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

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

The-na-ture-of-the-world-to-day, the nature of the world today

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

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

And talking shit we gon' party all day

My minds astray, my hearts finally gray

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

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her