This is a song about "Mckenna grace"

It will be my saving grace of repetition

My talent should take me places i've never been

Meger yet eagerly awaiting saving grace/

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Driving my car to a foreign place

For the ends of being and ideal grace.

And by the grace of god you make the approach

Getting older 16 time to roach

All you niggas just trynaa say grace

I get that work from my face

It'll last for all these crazy days

Climb these trees, fall from grace

I call it my holy grace

Baby got that super bass

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

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