This is a song about "Shade 45"

Chilling out in the shade

Guess i'm self made

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

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away

Ad-rock said the beat bout to drop/

Fuck that job been around that block

45. but it ain't enough,

And i need you to show me love

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

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

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

Dare piss me off, come, shoot you with this 45 glock

Dare piss me off, come, shoot you with this 45 glock

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

They say to get a hundred mill you must become the devil

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