This is a song about "Dream grace"

Move like i’m walking with an open case

Meger yet eagerly awaiting saving grace/

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

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

Climb these trees, fall from grace

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

All you niggas just trynaa say grace

Slow and steady wins this race

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

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

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

Rapping is no longer just a dream,

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face