This is a song about "The night angel"

Go to sleep and end the night

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

Walk blind into a line or fight

We turnt up in the studio late night

I'm feeling like things gon' be alright

Rerunning through the events of this fine night

And if i want to go outside

And i'll be singing through the night.

He fell off from the top like a fallen angel because he's parents died

Niggas diewhen they try to infiltrate my crewwe never hide, we ride

One way or another you'll be givin it up, huhi guess cause i'm black born

I'm on the way send that allwhite angel so i can fly i'm gone.....

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

You needed your top angel back in heaven, to help the by and by.

Nother cold dark lonely on the road night,

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight