This is a song about "Eric having gray hair and big cheeks"

Gotta finish this verse, can't write it downearly flight now i'm out of town

You having the family you're gonnawannalove them and not let them down..

Her hair, now she bitching, calling me a bitch and

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

Vice versa, eyes blue and hair blonde from the meth i did,

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

And of course, my car's off course

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

I held her hands, her tilted stance, and her dyed strands of rebel hair,

She's lightskinned, thick and she has blonde hair!"

Another 5, eli won't even be there

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

Thoughts of having babies and living together till we're eighty

Everything picture perfect suddenly becomes gray,

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday