This is a song about "My guardian angel"

*angel* hell no, eric, those goals are generic,

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

Ha, that make it hard to be faithful

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

Flow like an angel mixed with satan not even exaggerating.

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

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

For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish

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

No matter how much i try, stay alive, i'm a die a man

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

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

With the the devil at my side and an angel on my dick

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick