This is a song about "Black angel"

But my angel dont need angeldust to stay dangerous

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Where the black girls get their weaves back

We kung-fu that jack black/

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

But my angel dont need angeldust to stay dangerous

Well, tyler, hi, i'm dr. tc, and um, i'm guessing

Not living in the stars with an angel in your bedding,

Ha my mojo back

Who happens to be black

That moschino shit is so back

The villian’s back and venom black

Your my angel and thats all i really want to say

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

To their backs and attract the black on black