This is a song about "Macie grace"

For the ends of being and ideal grace.

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

Meger yet eagerly awaiting saving grace/

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

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

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

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

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

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

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

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

And by the grace of god you make the approach

Met this man who soon became my coach

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

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