This is a song about "Grace dying"

This is no trial, this a closed case

I call it my holy grace

Not a moment pass without feel like dying

Eye of the tiger, no i'm never lying

Put expressions in their music and create the face

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

After all the times i preferred dying.

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

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

All you niggas just trynaa say grace

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

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

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

And dying every second im living

But if you ain't got the dance they revoke your spinning