This is a song about "Stray crayons"

All up under the covers day

Now your leading me a stray

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

Stray away bullet streaks off the lips son

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

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

Some say the dumb stray away from school and learning.

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Teaching me to jam, writing scribbles with crayons

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

But hey, thats okay, ill end this battle off with fuck the stray we all know that

I want to feel her in every way

But i don't stray, a track out a day

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

That'll stray pop and put more shells in your top than adidas