This is a song about "State of grace"

Where but for the grace of god is it that i ought to be

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Finally hit the extent of my cynical state of mind

Said i'll return but i gotta fight the fate's arrived

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

In a state of indecision, you derailed my mission,

I never felt so alive without an altered state of mind

Insightfully write that right so keep your parasites paralyzed

Im not the player anymore im turning into the coach

And by the grace of god you make the approach

You must be out of your state... of mind,

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

Good help is hard to find

Wrote this sober, wrong state of mind