This is a song about "Grace the hoes"

And everything on tv just a figment of imagination

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

Big homie hov said i am close

Bought the dope and have hoes

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

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

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

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

Licking bitches in between there toes, fucking all the hoes

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

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

We love for a while then a light goes

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Fuck them hoes and the cops

And when this beat drops, your heart stops