This is a song about "Im an angel"

To. a cold wind blew, knew i was through. i swear an angel sang!

D-low where's the trigger, i'll let this bullet play hero.. bang

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Because im an original

My niggas is winning though

No im like an echo

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying

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

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Im an undertaker, grave digger, and reaper

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

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Im your guardian angel im not going anywhere, i staying here now till the day you

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Standin on a table