This is a song about "Halo garduains"

These young niggas come outta nowhere taking out the heart of that shit, know what i'm saying

I was raised in hell don't expect me to act like an angel with a halo ring/

I was in my room hotel playing halo

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

I give you a halo to reach on the picture placed on your tombstone

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

"whose this nimble lord with a halo"

Ferrari mikes, bitch, i’m on my car show

Preaching to the choir though

Once i had a halo

Come give me that halo

Get rough with me, that night flow

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Before she sends my ass into heaven with a halo,there won't be a tomorrow