This is a song about "Stunner shade"

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

Foreplay rewardin' her on her long day

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

My reflection contagious, i’m the messenger here

Hittin me with shade, worst than lebrons fade.

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Chilling out in the shade

I'm dreaming to be great

It's stepping in the shade to not get burnt

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

So please just bury it in the shade,

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

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