This is a song about "Lord grey"

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

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

Advice and scribble my thoughts with grey pens

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Fresh out the airport

You say prasie the lord

Basketball is my favorite sport

Praise to the heavenly lord.

Peace be upon him my lord

He appreciates your support

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

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

Watching grey matter separates from your cerebral cortex,

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Theres black white then me im grey

I make forty-some dollars a day