This is a song about "Grace phipps"

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

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

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

It will be my saving grace of repetition

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

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

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

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

Put expressions in their music and create the face

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

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

Meger yet eagerly awaiting saving grace/

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

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