This is a song about "Angel pagen"

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,

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

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

With the the devil at my side and an angel on my dick

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

Im your guardian angel im not going anywhere, i staying here now till the day you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

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

Conscience aches, angel and devil on his shoulder talkin

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Ha, that make it hard to be faithful

To. a cold wind blew, knew i was through. i swear an angel sang!

Make foes wanna get him slain, these hollows will twist ya, man