This is a song about "Grace"

Meger yet eagerly awaiting saving grace/

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

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

Love the game though this is coming from a different place

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

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

Meger yet eagerly awaiting saving grace/

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

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

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

Can you help me not fall from grace

Driving my car to a foreign place

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave

For the ends of being and ideal grace.

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

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space