This is a song about "Shade"

Subs like a teacher that ain't even supposed to be here

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

It's stepping in the shade to not get burnt

I'm not saying i'm going to change the world

In the ghetto n' threw shade.

Give me dome, then let me skate

That's why they salty every where i swear its like a snow day

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

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

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

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

Nor shall death brag thou wanderest in his shade,

I could see its shade so clear i seen it in my head

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

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

The home of marvin gaye, that's all i gotta say