This is a song about "Ur the angel mom"

Bet the farm on the rhyme for the sake of my mom

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

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

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

Take ur place in the backseat,

If he does my soul to keep

Just need a little angel to protect, except now she denied you and shes on to the next

But then they'll have an accident and pick up another mani went to the bank to cash my check

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

Uh, that's the sound your mom makes,

Can't tell mom the same thang

They be like damn