This is a song about "Sasha grey"

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

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

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Take a backseat in my grey matter

Even when i'm grey and your dead laying in a grave cuz i spit like a legend sprays"...

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

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

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

It's fucking grey and that shits hard enough to deal with to stay intact/

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

Advice and scribble my thoughts with grey pens

Watching grey matter separates from your cerebral cortex,

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

Cause this grey area i'm so familiar with