This is a song about "Angel suck at singing"

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

Heaven singing them songs, speaking on sensitive issues

She's every love song that i love singing

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

Pish posh i suck at rapping pissed off like rick ross,

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Never wrong at any level

Rollin' down the four o five

The winged angel with a knife

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Though, to get back at point you suck at rapping

Do you suck more at your raps or dad's dick, i can't tell

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

R.y.o.t., you suck at this rap shit,

So i banged for a minute