This is a song about "Skyler stray"

Some say the dumb stray away from school and learning.

The morgue could afford just cause we was doing murdering

Doin wat i do is not a sin i always keep a stray gat in the bin

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

Stray away bullet streaks off the lips son

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

Like skyler, stuck around too long with heisenberg, hit an iceberg/

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

Might one day fly like my name implies skyler i

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Kinda makes your mind stray - on that real shit though

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

Cos they suck so hard they're crap can stray a buck...

I shine like something in the sky

My stray plaque... "bitch please you're gonna die!"