This is a song about "Sang"

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Babbling with no manners, singin' like anna, when she first sang to her sister

I'm respected from californ-i-a way down to japan

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

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

I'm so into you, witness a nigga make the bed bang

On they car note to go to the club

Sang a song, oh you don't know? what?

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

But i feel my transformation gon' smash the entire game

That's why she's goin' home with me tonight

As long as i can sang with you like:

Rap just hasn't been the same since wu-tang sang,

Well goddamn, now i be the man

Well i'm here to inform you that that fat bitch sang

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan