This is a song about "Grey"

Dominating of the eastside shall commence

Advice and scribble my thoughts with grey pens

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

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away

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

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

But keep them cigarettes away

Shifting on and on through the grey.

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

Take this dick while i'm swallow moscato got her freaky, hey

Theres black white then me im grey

She got grove st. on replay

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

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

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

Now i'm laying out at the delano though