This is a song about "Angel dust"

I fell in love for the first time with an angel

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

Tell your girls, to come join our table

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Dangerously vicious mentally retarded when im swinging kickin the dust,

I'm a fucking rap god, niggas going wear me being crucified on the cross and

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Pure as a diamond, your angel, your muse,

You a lady boss, now you fly free

A guiding angel to see

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

Adjusting all the pinions steering clear of meth and dust

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust