This is a song about "Grey clouds"

Cause this grey area i'm so familiar with

Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches

Good love then i can do that for her

Take a backseat in my grey matter

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

Only hoping there's another day, anything but grey,

Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say

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

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs

And i guess you are blind, clouds obstructing your eyes

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

Cause jesus wouldn't even be my friend on church day

It's time for some change to commence

Advice and scribble my thoughts with grey pens

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

Watching grey matter separates from your cerebral cortex,