This is a song about "Guardian angel"

But my angel dont need angeldust to stay dangerous

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

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

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

With the the devil at my side and an angel on my dick

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Conscience aches, angel and devil on his shoulder talkin

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

But my angel dont need angeldust to stay dangerous

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

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

As i light one for ill will

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Just need a little angel to protect, except now she denied you and shes on to the next

But then they'll have an accident and pick up another mani went to the bank to cash my check