This is a song about "My angel"

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Flow like an angel mixed with satan not even exaggerating.

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

*angel* don't listen to him, ignore the confusion,

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Pure as a diamond, your angel, your muse,

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

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

Ben baller, six bottles, talk with such expensive slang

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

You needed your top angel back in heaven, to help the by and by.

I threw my pair on the lightpole because of him

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

I fight in a pool sweat just like jacob and his angel

Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level