This is a song about "Threw me in shade"

Let em marinate, you forever late

Nor shall death brag thou wanderest in his shade,

And threw my sticker books in a pricker bush

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

It's stepping in the shade to not get burnt

But still how you niggas i get jacks on the first

Love up she threw up in his era

I try to tell them i'm one of the

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

The home of marvin gaye, that's all i gotta say

Hittin me with shade, worst than lebrons fade.

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

They told me i should die n they threw rocks

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

They threw a rock in the lake, but it hasnt started rippling