This is a song about "Farther heaven above"

Nine eleven seven seven eleven people in heaven

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Turned to be wheat mystics left above

Yeah, cause i'm the super sega genesis

My own personal blimp saying,"nobody is above."

And stab bruno mars in his goddamn esophagus

Illumined enough above human injustice.

The tooth fairy blow me, swallow don't shit this

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

Of her father's #residence, i was even farther messed up

Miami nights, ain't another one

Sent here straight from heaven

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

But to the case, my enemy never go above, only when there soul goes to heaven.

Grab a pen in clutches, send it to heaven above functions

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips