This is a song about "Gray"

Tell her drink, come get drunk, it's nut cracker

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

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

We get our chefin on, chefin on everyday

Everything picture perfect suddenly becomes gray,

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.

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

I can't throw no ones, only tens or better

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

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay