This is a song about "Angels and demeans"

This city of angels, oh so deceiving so misleading,

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

We could only wait like captive in binaries as angels brace the search for discoveries.

When it does, the angels begin to sing as they await for your life out

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

In the city of angels no one is safe

Angels hug me in the dark, my eyes are movin on their own accord

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Grab the scissors and saws and

Knees dug deep into the pavement

I'll hop on angels & get to stomping they halos

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,