This is a song about "Angel rivas"

Wanna "freak like me," fuck adinaup and down is the object, side to side

He fell off from the top like a fallen angel because he's parents died

Conscience aches, angel and devil on his shoulder talkin

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

I fell in love for the first time with an angel

You all niggas ain't even on my level

Now the cleanest shots dreaming not of angel rocks

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Before we see it's hard to live

The winged angel with a knife

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

You are the angel, you sit like a bolder on my shoulder,

And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this

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

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

You needed your top angel back in heaven, to help the by and by.