This is a song about "Lovely bones"

You're my lovely angel right out of the fuckin heavens.

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

‘cause we can’t see your bones

And i don't think homes

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

Its all because my lovely bathroom

I guess you could say that's my poison, such a lovely crutch

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Runs from cheeks when they cry, money hungry thieves lovely monthly fees

That's right, heheheyo, i heard you got beat up by the police

Put expressions in their music and create the face

The uk is a lovely place, full of all sorts of race

You'll see what this artist sees, call it a lovely masterpiece.

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

I light up the mic like it's kush or i'm smokin' bones,

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes