This is a song about "Gucci shades"

Got pills all on my phone, these niggas know i’m wrong

I gotta wear the shades like this just until the sun's gone.

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

I don't want fans to see the darkness bitch even white has 50 shades of black/

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

Wack is what the haters say, this area with shades of gray,

Though i recite it like it lucifer's loose leaf

Out off gucci seats with heat that a make ya luie leave.

You niggas ain't harden, you readin them 50 shades of gray books

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

I spend it make it right back on a monday

50 shades of clay, tons of reasons why i’m mr. may.