This is a song about "Whiter shade"

Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day

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

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

Hittin me with shade, worst than lebrons fade.

And the bitches you fight em, heres some liquor or lighter

I just hope the future's brighter, my face is getting whiter

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

And i ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special

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

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

I got snider bitches that whiter than the drugs they sniff

It's stepping in the shade to not get burnt

I'm a new soul, i came to this strange world

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

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray