This is a song about "Angel beats"

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

I’m getting beats, well i’m making beats

*angel* don't listen to him, ignore the confusion,

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Flow like an angel mixed with satan not even exaggerating.

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

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

All we need is convienient love

Rose an angel we saw precious,

While im rapping flows on beats

Get blown like lawn leaves

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

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