This is a song about "Pray for me im trying my best struggling making people unhappy"

What's the odds that a atheist will pray for me,

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

Carolina where i made it from

All the people round me trying to get some

And trying to get with me for props inside of my clique,

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

We broke and that dough coming slow as a snail

I just pray for my father in jail.

Baby got that super bass

Trying my best to get through the maze

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

And said she'd pray for my sad, twisted soul

Hip hop needs a transformation, pray for me,

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby