This is a song about "Grey hounds"

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

Even when i'm grey and your dead laying in a grave cuz i spit like a legend sprays"...

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

Like police k-9 units filled with barking basset hounds,

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Is that ya story? a cache of grey tales seems statutory

Advice and scribble my thoughts with grey pens

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day

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

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Watching grey matter separates from your cerebral cortex,

Like a whole police k-9 unit filled with basset hounds,

Make account getting vows spitting movable bowels