This is a song about "Heaven and memo"

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

Nine eleven seven seven seven eleven in heaven

I don't care what it did to them

So i guess i'll see you in heaven

Now them broads gon' follow

What heaven awaits we don't know

You never win, and you hope heaven lets you in.

She smiles; a niggas full of passion

I was on the stairway to heaven

I am not the only one

Heaven while am study in the

A criminal grind nigga

So i guess i'll see you in heaven

Two reflections into one

Level eleven, my raps from heaven

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some