This is a song about "I like grace"

I get that work from my face

I call it my holy grace

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

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

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

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

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

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

And i'd like to serenade you for every day you

By grace i knew that when i fell i'd get back up and make it through,

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Where but for the grace of god is it that i ought to be

Meger yet eagerly awaiting saving grace/

Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze

She gon have a baby then flee from her education

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