This is a song about "Grace baby"

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

Hold up i'm your baby.

I was wondering maybe

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

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

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

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

Put expressions in their music and create the face

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

Can you help me not fall from grace

Thinking of bliss and the good days

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

Meger yet eagerly awaiting saving grace/

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)