This is a song about "Shade"

Hittin me with shade, worst than lebrons fade.

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

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

And that little nigga nigga, thinks its okay

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

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

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

So please just bury it in the shade,

#but #fuck #it like a gay parade, i'll leave y'all in that shade of gray,

And i didn't know what condescending meant till yesterday

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

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

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

As i draw, sketchy cats dye, then gain shade like a color pencil.

Chilling out in the shade

If i die before i wake