This is a song about "Pray for my wants"

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

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

And pray that we need never pray for closure/

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

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

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique

Until i started to lose my way

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

Quit the job baby, come and fuck me all day

No more games, for now they better pray

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

So the devil that drove in her got in control

Than it comes to my dick your bitch really wants more

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for