This is a song about "Gray matter"

White black contrast doesn't matter

Say bye bye to her

Then the stars don't even matter

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Take a backseat in my grey matter

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Shit i'm the the rapper

Now you ask whats the matter?

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

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

They'd only be happy with a minstrel actor

The chosen one in a bunch of matter

Me i never call em back, she said that y’all go together

No matter of the gray, the clouds, or the stormy weather

Asses for that matter

And that i spent the night with her