This is a song about "Your the angel"

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Flow like an angel mixed with satan not even exaggerating.

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

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

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

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

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

My talent should take me places i've never been

But then they'll have an accident and pick up another mani went to the bank to cash my check

Just need a little angel to protect, except now she denied you and shes on to the next

But my angel dont need angeldust to stay dangerous

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

He fell off from the top like a fallen angel because he's parents died

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

It was just another party

A guiding angel to see