This is a song about "The demon loves the princess of angels"

When the song plays, nobody loves "drunk in love",

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

The demon inside giving me life, i always dance with the devil im rolling the dice.

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

When it does, the angels begin to sing as they await for your life out

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

The way ill treat ya, youll feel like a princess,

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

Now let the angels sing

Bun b, i’m underground king

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

The media just loves to portray it, flippin', poppin' shit,

Take jesus in and then out with the devil, and then the demon with the

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

Signallin the angels of my newest moral failures