This is a song about "Praying and changing and struggles"

I'm just praying my words grasp her heart and then melt it.

This is like love, that you can never get

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

I'm going harder, and changing my pace

I'm going harder, and changing my pace/

But i know i see better days

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Your mother and my nine, got the bitch praying for her time

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

No one seems to understand my struggles, troubled and it sucks,

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

But we say the names, it's changing us, money and power,