This is a song about "Grey road"

Shifting on and on through the grey.

She say all men treat her wrong way

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Watching grey matter separates from your cerebral cortex,

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

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

Cause this grey area i'm so familiar with

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Wood chain with a jesus

Trippin like i road the bus

Unconstitutional shit just like road blocks

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

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

So its time for us to hit road

Shit grand like a muh-fucking bass load