This is a song about "Grey hounds"

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

Knocking fuckas out, time to sleep, we hounds and your blood is a sign of meat

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

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

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

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

Instead of these collections of grey. but i've got no way to gain, instead

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

Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

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

Something mean, look exactly just like the song say

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

Take a backseat in my grey matter

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her