This is a song about "Weeping angels"

Now can i take it off yarub my tongue across yai do it so right

Because you want lexi to cuddle you while you're weeping aside

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Now tricks for decreasing weeping, increasing healing/ leave feelings in the attic/

In this city of angels no one care that he

Look it something they can't ever see

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me

And my kick game beyond crazy

While in hell there's no angels for me

Eaten leaves and picking my nose but now im fucking weeping/

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

Angels fight with devils and

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Gq told me i'm not the talkative type

Demons weeping, as angels cry in the sunlight