This is a song about "Grey road"

Trippin like i road the bus

By a brotha who was hopeless

Uh, the road not taken

Shit, we don't believe none of them

So what i do is pray, no more days where the clouds are grey

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

The clouds are black and the skies are grey

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

Who life was for music and the road

A nigga just got paid and we still was broke

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay

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

Then take a little road trip

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

Theres black white then me im grey

Chill with my crew on blacc friday