This is a song about "Whiter shade"

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

Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say

If i die before i wake

In the ghetto n' threw shade.

Twista finna get up on the track

You might be whiter than a paper on crack,

When you're sittin' on the top, it's hard to hear you from way up here

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

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

You niggas need an upgrade, chilling through the breeze in window shade,

It's stepping in the shade to not get burnt

Ummnow i dun been around the world

The proverbial lemonade that i made

So please just bury it in the shade,

#but #fuck #it like a gay parade, i'll leave y'all in that shade of gray,

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way