This is a song about "Ass like an angel"

Cracked as an ass shot with brass

Rolling while im blowing this stash

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

Odd future, there wolves bang where a couple bears hang

Once i see an ass like that

And i got that bait, they all bad

I got tricks up my ass, you can't stop worrying for my clicks like an axe

He insane, already gone madblames himself for his setbacks

On the slow jam of love

Rose an angel we saw precious,

I flip their ass off like an acrobat on a trapeze

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace