This is a song about "Angel beats"

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

Dont fall asleep on our beats

Ha, that make it hard to be faithful

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Mentally, essentially influenced by illest of beats

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Now the cleanest shots dreaming not of angel rocks

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

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

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Piece up mind to put it into beats

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Now ill rip myself on these beats