This is a song about "Gods grace"

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

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

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

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

This evil place is gods biggest disgrace.

Say you through will all my foul ways

Youre a cornball who claims to be among gods

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Just showing pride in what i do as i always say wow/ some rappers ain't no gods/

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh

The proverbial lemonade that i made

Cuz anybody bitin' the gods' a year late

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

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace