This is a song about "Grace ful"

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

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

Bottle of wrong-ful, reflection of this bitches head swinging on the wall,

I have the brain of a genius you have the brain of a neanderthal

It will be my saving grace of repetition

My talent should take me places i've never been

Meger yet eagerly awaiting saving grace/

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

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

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

All i wanted to do was touch that face, i think her name was grace

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

And everything on tv just a figment of imagination