This is a song about "Grey 47"

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

He's all expensive like dat nylon

Cause ya'll spittin that wack shit

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

Her heart torn and snapped and turned grey

And all of that was okay

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Advice and scribble my thoughts with grey pens

Cause this grey area i'm so familiar with

Stussy’s g-shock with my custom pair of 3d glasses

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

Runnin' weight like the 47 j's i scale

I sell hot peas and butter, don't want to see you suffer

Ak-47 ready to pull the trigger; cause a massacre

Watching grey matter separates from your cerebral cortex,

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz