This is a song about "Shade"

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

Hittin me with shade, worst than lebrons fade.

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

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

Sippin' bitches what lemonade

Chilling out in the shade

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

He talks to himself but nobody's there. a shade in the night, just a blare

So please just bury it in the shade,

We both had dreams of being great

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

I'mma do the right thing though, take shock anyway

Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say

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

We both teenagers with the same mind state

Nor shall death brag thou wanderest in his shade,