This is a song about "Rashon griffin"

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

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

I fell in love for the first time with an angel

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Conscience aches, angel and devil on his shoulder talkin

Im a fucking angel, call me cherubic

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

I delete they history

A guiding angel to see

One time for the girls with the right shoes

Pure as a diamond, your angel, your muse,

Look, they gon love me for my ambition

Tatted up girl sniffin, like she's kathy griffin

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Flow like an angel mixed with satan not even exaggerating.