This is a song about "White angel"

Your my angel and thats all i really want to say

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

I think i'm seein' angel strings, my god! my brain is best soakin'!//

I'm just aiming what i'm saying hope you bleed out emotion

Now the cleanest shots dreaming not of angel rocks

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Never wrong at any level

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

Pure as a diamond, your angel, your muse,

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

The winged angel with a knife

You're my lovely angel right out of the fuckin heavens.

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

*angel* don't listen to him, ignore the confusion,