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

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

And i got cheeks so apple red they'd make her run for the hills,

Just put your hand on the glass

Big tits and a big ass

Turnt up like everyday only question which club i'mma hit today

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

Ain't no better swimming in the ocean of your lady

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

Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day

Everything picture perfect suddenly becomes gray,

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

And notice that no ones having ya protected,