This is a song about "Rhys gray"

Don't wanna wake like jeremih, seeing macy gray dreams

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

No matter of the gray, the clouds, or the stormy weather

Whether any weather, nobody doing it better

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

By skies that bowed to rain, it was gray, prayed every day

And don't be mad just because i've grasped my potential and you haven't savage,

Or i'll challenge myself: i manage to give you brain damage and put you in a gray package

And i don't care what a bitch say, i'mma be like this till i get gray

And all the extra love that you gave mei wish i could take the pain away

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

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

I don't know,maybe i'm too gray and old

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

And truthfully girl you really make my day

Everything picture perfect suddenly becomes gray,