This is a song about "Gray sweatshirt"

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

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

Who said i don't rep, i am naija all day

Everything picture perfect suddenly becomes gray,

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

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

I'm hopped up on it, it won't go away

My minds astray, my hearts finally gray

Chilling with this asshole, he call himself sweatshirt

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

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

Over infatuated with old habits thats why im askin "how the fuck is this a challenge?"

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