This is a song about "Love angel"

The winged angel with a knife

Before we see it's hard to live

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

Passion in rapping a blessing to even see this

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

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

A guiding angel to see

Third ward general, young cash money

I think i'm seein' angel strings, my god! my brain is best soakin'!//

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Conscience aches, angel and devil on his shoulder talkin

And we did it our way, blue-collar game all day

Your my angel and thats all i really want to say