This is a song about "Grace hinds"

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

I made 'em take a taste of the amazing race, the saving grace,

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

For the ends of being and ideal grace.

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

I call it my holy grace

This is no trial, this a closed case

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

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

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

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

And maybe serving for the greater good will be my saving grace,

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

Meger yet eagerly awaiting saving grace/