This is a song about "Stray crayons"

I want to feel her in every way

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

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

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

Now your leading me a stray

Chill with my crew on blacc friday

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Some say the dumb stray away from school and learning.

Kinda makes your mind stray - on that real shit though

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

Stray away bullet streaks off the lips son

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

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

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Fuck tha policewon't fly away, thug, till i dieyou wonder why i'm made this way

I got flow for days, my mind knows what to say to all you stray dog needing to be put away