This is a song about "Heat in heaven"

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

Your whack ass raps make your homie ashamed in heaven

Never learned my lesson, seven minutes in heaven

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Or when there home drinking like they in heaven

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Why are we immersed in a theory of heaven?

But in case of robberies, i gotta stay with the heat

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

Nine eleven seven seven eleven people in heaven

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

So i guess i'll see you in heaven

A sweater containing heat in cold weather,

And i'm about to let go altogether