This is a song about "The greys"

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Organized crime, i kill your boss

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

The bigger the the fun

My drive is like no one

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

As the king upon the throne

Stop blowing up my cellphone

I bring the heat like the

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh