This is a song about "Dolce garbana shades"

Second line & (ayo son pull the shades down and lets count this money

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Throw on some gucci shades cuz im blazed and i call that shit high fashion.

That's what i'm screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

Walking around with two different sets of shades on,

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Ya, laid in the shades of the everglades, finally forever paid, wearing

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away

50 shades of clay, tons of reasons why i’m mr. may.

Than i pop a pill and swallow that shit with an almond joy

Got my shades on, i walk down the street and yes i'm a pretty boy

I don't want fans to see the darkness bitch even white has 50 shades of black/

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad