This is a song about "Gay angel"

Cause jesus wouldn't even be my friend on church day

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

I make forty-some dollars a day

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

I fight in a pool sweat just like jacob and his angel

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

Im a fucking angel, call me cherubic

Yeah, i know, that's what they all say

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

Flow like an angel mixed with satan not even exaggerating.

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

But my angel dont need angeldust to stay dangerous

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,