This is a song about "Your lace"

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

Give him a job to lace you up and a slow pace

Bring your pen and your weed stash

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

Hazy chest, i blaze the cess, wonder if you lace it next,

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Make up dis...face it the music i embrace it then lace it with skill,

I'll be your companion ,your friend and your guide

I know your man ain't lovin you right

Tie my shoe every single lace i got my own world don't come onto my base

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

Keep coming back for more

Your eyes it's my paradise, your