This is a song about "Grace dying"

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

Y’all sing amazing grace, and yet pray hate for gays,

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

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

I was born to do the damn thing

Shoot me? no i'm not dying,

But you never come when you period is five days

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

A dying dream, you even try in

First off congratulations on the win

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

Meger yet eagerly awaiting saving grace/

I keep trying but my closest people keep dying

Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

For the ends of being and ideal grace.