This is a song about "Staying safe on the roa"

I just pray that you & the kids are safe

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

Yeah hail mary full of grace

I work.. and the weapon is off safe

Please put that in your notes

Im staying off the roads

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

I know it's only room for twelve, but this is the only way to stay safe

Thinking i'm safe but that's just when the thunder hit

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

Safe haven, on occasion i feel creative, only for a short duration,

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

But how could fuckin i cry. i be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes