This is a song about "Mckenna grace"

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

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

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

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

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

Meger yet eagerly awaiting saving grace/

But she took it in his place

I call it my holy grace

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

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

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

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

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

I'm lookin face to face, and i save the day, but i'm not amazing grace,