He's Constantly Comin Back To Earth...I Guess He Just Enjoys Getting Murked..|(he's angel)
Angel It's Time For You To Go To Heaven Cause Like Throwin Up On Grass Wat You Spitt In's Dirt..|(Get It)
Leave Em Stuck On This Thread Make Sure Friction Works..But Angel Hard Nah He's More See Thru Than Wet T-Shirts..|
I'll Take His Point And Reverse It On Him And Quickly Slice Him..|(his sig)
Cause Only Time He Serves Shots Is With A Liquor License..|
He Sayin He Can't Be Burned..So How The Hell Is He In Heaven..|
O I Get Why He Dunno Where He Belongs Because Neither One Let Him In..|(His Location)
So I'll Treat This Bitch Like My Wife And Say Wat's Worst Dear??..|
Gettin Your Ass Fucked...Or Havin Your Battlin Rec The Same As Ya Birth Year..|(after this he'll me 8-6 born year)