This is a song about "Your the angel"

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

But they say what goes up must come down i'll believe that when i spot an angel on the ground/

Not living in the stars with an angel in your bedding,

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

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

If she mine i'mma take her to a newer level

I fight in a pool sweat just like jacob and his angel

The winged angel with a knife

You make a nigga sing songs nice

A guiding angel to see

This is like riding through the city

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

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

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