This is a song about "Sexy shade"

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

Hittin me with shade, worst than lebrons fade.

Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how i feel

Let us prayheavenly father, hear a nigga down here

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

Body so sexy, she could never let me down

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

You niggas need an upgrade, chilling through the breeze in window shade,

If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day

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

And a sexy pair of lips id love to kiss too

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

Thank you lord so long i prayed, took a little while but im out of the shade.

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

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