This is a song about "Angel of war"

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

The winged angel with a knife

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

You're my lovely angel right out of the fuckin heavens.

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

"don of war" what? it's more like the "don of suckin dick,

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Oops did reveal that oh well that's what you get for compelling the angel of death bitch,

Now the cleanest shots dreaming not of angel rocks

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

But there’s strange tidings, the tides of war are sure to change

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

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches