This is a song about "Night angel"

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

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Now the cleanest shots dreaming not of angel rocks

Bring the battering ram where you live

The winged angel with a knife

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

Fucking with ricky got me working relentless in sessions

Pure as a diamond, your angel, your muse,

One time for the girls with the right shoes

Not living in the stars with an angel in your bedding,

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

We don't ever make love

Rose an angel we saw precious,