This is a song about "Your angel is looking uneasy"

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Im your guardian angel im not going anywhere, i staying here now till the day you

Pure as a diamond, your angel, your muse,

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

We broke and that dough coming slow as a snail

Applause is imminent, the whole crowd looking pale

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

The sky is looking bluer,

I'm holding something to make the angel and devil on your shoulder run

Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen

Selling cane, getting brain, at the same damn time

Pretty mamacita is looking so fine,

Hard to resist when your looking at me?

I keep that hottie, just look at her body