This is a song about "Evan gray"

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

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

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

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

The water i drink is gray-ish green, not sure if it's water or a creative scene.

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

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

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

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Don't wanna wake like jeremih, seeing macy gray dreams

And don't be mad just because i've grasped my potential and you haven't savage,

Or i'll challenge myself: i manage to give you brain damage and put you in a gray package

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

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

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

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