This is a song about "Buck angel"

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Never wrong at any level

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

Gotta give my parents a bang for they buck

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

*angel* don't listen to him, ignore the confusion,

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

My raps can fuck you up while i'm spitting them for buck.

Same wack that they're selling, same bang for your buck

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

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

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

Chasing after dough i'm the big fucking buck

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

Im a fucking angel, call me cherubic