Juicy Joba Jaba - Heaven (Offici...

When we go to Heaven, what will we see?

A couple angels on either side of me

Flying me high above the evergreen trees

On a journey to meet the holy father indeed

The pearly gates are nearing, spottable in sight

The golden glow of the bars all seem to intertwine

The clouds they morph and move to reveal light so bright

Every knees bows to the ground as God shows before my eyes

He tells me that I've been good for charging like a mule

On such a succumbent Earth with feelings miniscule

Then says I lived life the fullest I could possibly do

Congratulating me for not playing the jester, yeah a fool

 

But he's got some bad news too

Says there's many things in life I've come short of doing

At that moment I froze up in my movement

Cause I just got to this holy house and now I might lose it

I stayed calm and to him I explained

That I went through ups and downs in life and I'm not the same

Without a doubt my soul can be reclaimed

I just don't wanna end up the one the devil tries to frame

He said he's still not sure if he can let me in

Unless I confess myself with my lyrics within

I said "lord you know I never ever meant to sin"

So it's time to make Satan fly with no tailspin

 

Not gonna lie, I had it easy in life

Never had to fight for hide just to stay alive

Oftentime my family's hands were tied guiding I

Ensuring that I had a place to survive

I wish that I had been more apparent

Of the binding love I shared with my parents

Cause now they're behind those gates so transparent

And only can watch me from Heaven's terrace

I've said some bad things in my time, but never unless I had to

Cause we're all aware words spoken from man often leave imprints like tattoos

Those same words would often come to haunt me, ringing in my ears just like symbols

It's just a symbol of how quick society can turn on others just like spindles

 

I know I too have given off bad vibes

They're seared into my memory and cannot be archived

Lord you know my mind roars like a beehive

So when I beeline from your word know I'm not plunging like nosedives

I know you know how I feel

So down to you I kneel

Life's meant to be brushy, not soft like plushies, yes crunchy like cornmeal

Archers aim for Achillies heal, you will fall down and squeal

But I guess what matters is how you get back up, like a child on a big wheel

 

Will that cut it? I asked God

He stood silent for a moment, until finally

He raised his arms, and blessed me for all I've endured in life

He understood why I came short of some things

And blessed me for me shortcomings

I asked him, "what's next?"

And he pulled out a golden key, bright as the sun

Unlocks the gates of Heaven, and that's when I saw it

Mary, John, my family, everyone

The perfect paradise