This is a song about "My daughter grace"

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

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

Kills the mother, kidnaps the daughter

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Meger yet eagerly awaiting saving grace/

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

I get that work from my face

Can you help me not fall from grace

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

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

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

She step away and that's when i see my daughter

I know what you do with that

Whats a daughter without her dad

But i know i see better days

I call it my holy grace