This is a song about "Pray for it"

I pray for my family

Just to go to liv on a sunday

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

All that's left for me to do is pray,

If i ruled the world(take my breathe away, just pray, maybe we could live for today),

The social workers here everydaynow brenda's gotta make her own way

Then some lady named billie holiday

It still warm my heart to hear my grandma pray

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

Pray to god it all ends well/ my sould is what im lookin for

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

Fuck her so hard and make her pray for more

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

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

So close i could give flip a play

I'm only gonna make it if i pray