This is a song about "Angel with a shotgun"

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

Compton it's quite common for someone to be in your face with a shotgun but

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

Hey am i wrong, ain't you suppose to keep the peace man

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

Beat is my whore get get up on it like a boner

Pure as a diamond, your angel, your muse,

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

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

Then the stars don't even matter

Call shotgun while i'm getting madder

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

For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish

Here i go again, falling in love

Rose an angel we saw precious,