This is a song about "You are an angel"

An arsenal of fucks that are incessant.

So, i just need someone to talk to, kinda rushed

I fell in love for the first time with an angel

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

your raps are sick like an ill dick

You are still kitsch, tryin' to make an ill hit,

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

What are you stupid cause they'll split you like an atom

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

You are the angel, you sit like a bolder on my shoulder,

Flow like an angel mixed with satan not even exaggerating.

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting