This is a song about "Angelus"

The bell rings and i walk up to next class

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

Fave letter after "v," 'cause i wanna double you.

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

Put expressions in their music and create the face

I don't need the bell i'll dig myself out from this grave

That dance about, chant his name and insanely clap hands.

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

Or better yet, catch me on fly and et cetera, et cetera

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Yeah im a fuckin missionary, fucked em both missionary,

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

I want to flow holy like matrimony bells

Do you know yo father,

Going broke, no sir