This is a song about "Angel called felicia"

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

My tv stays on cartoon network, fuck that twilight shit

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Not living in the stars with an angel in your bedding,

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

Im a fucking angel, call me cherubic

Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level

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

There's one called christianity

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

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.

Now the cleanest shots dreaming not of angel rocks

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

They called my effort bullshit