This is a song about "Abundant grace"

All i wanted to do was touch that face, i think her name was grace

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

I call it my holy grace

Never can i straight face

It will be my saving grace of repetition

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

Flowin' like i'm in poker, you never know my emotion

Cuz the grace won't recognize his face once i fucking waste him,

Condense your two cents with abundant rhymes dispensed

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

Meger yet eagerly awaiting saving grace/

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

I'll gaze in space and change the pace, i'll be the saving grace,

He just put up with it all and when he fell he did it with grace

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face