This is a song about "Grey stone wall"

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

But habits have changed and i've been trying to change mine all the way

Round my motherfuckin way

Shifting on and on through the grey.

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

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

And i love you all

Written in blood on the wall

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

But i know i'm not professional, nothing's set in stone

Painting inextinguishable sentences on the wall

Without a second thought, but you got my respect is all

Take a backseat in my grey matter

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

The clouds are black and the skies are grey

Quit the job baby, come and fuck me all day