This is a song about "Gray"

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

If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day

#but #fuck #it like a gay parade, i'll leave y'all in that shade of gray,

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

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

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

And that little nigga nigga, thinks its okay

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

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

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

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

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

In perpetual brownout, seeing davis, gray scenes