This is a song about "You my angle"

While i'm rubbing on that ass

If you knew my past and you knew my cash

You gone take care of my

I mean the game been dry

You lit my joint but you wouldn't pass,

Baby, you got that super bass

They'd probably find me in the woods hanging from a rope

I'll jump from a slant angle with hatchets and hack at your throat

She gonna dance when that molly through

Take my anger out on you

Suspending your body from an angle, of which you dangle,

I’m an animal my video on discovery channel

Immortalized you into my masterpiece my mona lisa

Now they want me to grease-up, be less african and get amnesia

You try mess with my name, my game

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim