This is a song about "Snow angels"

Mami... she open, she open

You're the snow, i'm the sun

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

In this city of angels no one care that he

You got that indie glow

Either way it's white as snow

Im on the snow without a sled

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

While in hell there's no angels for me

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Angels and demon's im that best seller,

Well, i'm homeless man, i sleep in the snow/

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow