This is a song about "God s abundant grace"

I call it my holy grace

But she took it in his place

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

Meger yet eagerly awaiting saving grace/

Can you help me not fall from grace

Lookin' for these better days

I say that the pool is closed

S queezys very bold

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

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

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

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

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

All you niggas just trynaa say grace

Left brain, super 3, creator ace