This is a song about "Grace chatto"

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

Meger yet eagerly awaiting saving grace/

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

For the ends of being and ideal grace.

And by the grace of god you make the approach

Getting older 16 time to roach

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

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

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

Can you help me not fall from grace

Tryin hard to hide my face

Cuz the grace won't recognize his face once i fucking waste him,

Can you blame her? hundred dollars for them bitches wann’t a option

All you niggas just trynaa say grace

Slow and steady wins this race