This is a song about "My angels in the sky"

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

Fuck it , kill me so i can see my ma in the sky

In the city of angels no one is safe

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

To my fans i say look up to the sky.

We ain't doing armani, this is hermes fly

I'll keep you up in my prayers, up there above in the sky,

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

I'm staring out my blinds right into the night sky

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Signallin the angels of my newest moral failures

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

We could only wait like captive in binaries as angels brace the search for discoveries.

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

In one round, in one dab damn im high in the sky