This is a song about "A clockwork angel"

But when her friend visits i doesn't get it much

He's creatin' them scenes, his new clockwork of orange,

I’m a factor and your facial

Like that tragedy chris angel,

To witness the realest shit that's ever been told to man

To. a cold wind blew, knew i was through. i swear an angel sang!

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

*angel* hell no, eric, those goals are generic,

I fight in a pool sweat just like jacob and his angel

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish

A perfect angel-a, matter of fact that's what her name is.

To. a cold wind blew, knew i was through. i swear an angel sang!

Since nino, g-money, the carter, and the duh-duh man