This is a song about "Saving the koalas"

But the fact of the matter is, were a country in need of saving

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

I'll gaze in space and change the pace, i'll be the saving grace/

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

I start out small by slaving africa, this time theres no saving,

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Get off a key like i can’t sing

But im the one who is truely saving

Just looking for saving like what jesus promised

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

Go where you ain't been

The bigger the the fun

I'll gaze in space and change the pace, i'll be the saving grace,

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.