This is a song about "Grey"

We ain't poor, ain't middle class, we're in the shade of grey,

Morty let me use the maybach back in may

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Watching grey matter separates from your cerebral cortex,

What are we to do when our days are in a deep grey?

I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay

Advice and scribble my thoughts with grey pens

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Spineless see they slither, those serpents in the shade of grey,

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Sign on my dick that say

Shifting on and on through the grey.

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

Spineless see they slither, those serpents in the shade of grey,

Her heart torn and snapped and turned grey

Not to mention wale is on the way