This is a song about "Angel fat crack"

When love comes callin', don’t love back

If it still has a crack

Pure as a diamond, your angel, your muse,

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

Don't give a fuck, litter life

The winged angel with a knife

Looking at a fat man's dick/

Killing these niggas off quick

Click clack with a switch fat

May just gon' bring hobo back

Im a fucking angel, call me cherubic

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

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.