This is a song about "My guardian angel"

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

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

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Now the cleanest shots dreaming not of angel rocks

Im a fucking angel, call me cherubic

She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick

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

I’m only dealin' with you, nothin' to do with your man

But my angel dont need angeldust to stay dangerous

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Pure as a diamond, your angel, your muse,

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Flow like an angel mixed with satan not even exaggerating.

I fell in love for the first time with an angel

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will