This is a song about "Baby grace"

Let's pretend he was never forced to pray for the grace,

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

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

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

And i know love me baby

My waist with an abused hate with an amused state i should have refused grace

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

First line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)

Baby got that super bass

I call it my holy grace

Hopin' that my niggas see

I'm still just a baby

Everyone's laughs in my face, say your prayers, say your grace

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase