This is a song about "J4t 96 angles"

Magic city tipping them

Sure he died in 96 n

Or hell's... whatever... either way ima put a stake to an angles face,

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Five shots she ready to leave

Heating up, 96 degrees

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

I'll come from multiple angles like a cross road intersection

Like they're angles from heaven.

So the ones eye has freak don't run