This is a song about "Fallen angel"

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

I've fallen down a dark road full of regret

As i light one for ill will

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Littered with the bitter corpses of fallen soldiers/

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Im a fucking angel, call me cherubic

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

Your my angel and thats all i really want to say

Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday

Now the cleanest shots dreaming not of angel rocks

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

A guiding angel to see

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

On the slow jam of love

Rose an angel we saw precious,