This is a song about "Tray"

I'm impossibly shy, with a mouth as an ash tray

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay

And all the extra love that you gave mei wish i could take the pain away

Serve you on a tray, but may i present to you a possible way

Then some lady named billie holiday

Just like this kush grade-a, and matching rolling tray

Nigga, look at my bitch, you looking the wrong way

I'm awfully dressed, i'm quiet with my food that's on the tray.

Its obvious i'm hot, your daughters in my ash tray

Ambition is definitely on the way

Using solo cups as an ash tray

White mans world that i'm livin' in, some say

Our history that they stole, africa

And thats why i got all this food on my tray, nigga

I still remember the moment, at lunch time when you spilled my tray

Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay