This is a song about "I kidnapped the princess i angels"

In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right

Demons weeping, as angels cry in the sunlight

Nobody to tell her she was a princess

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

I treated you like a princess

After lebron, i'm what's next

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

While in hell there's no angels for me

Angels hug me in the dark, my eyes are movin on their own accord

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

The way ill treat ya, youll feel like a princess,

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

I faced 'em, kidnapped 'em, then slayed ‘em gravely

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

In the city of angels no one is safe