This is a song about "Gray"

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

I’m kickin’, pimpin’, like liu kang, my coupe smokin’ like friday

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

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

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

Something mean, look exactly just like the song say

For all emcees please read this rap, specially the last part: cause it contains a worth message

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

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

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

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

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

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

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets