This is a song about "Heaven and memo"

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

Nine eleven seven seven eleven people in heaven

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

Chasing lettuce with rebels avoiding temples no heaven

I can always depend on my mama

Heaven while am study in the

So my armor, can strengthen

Sent here straight from heaven

It's not rape if she liked it / she got excited when i slapped her nice tits

Let me start this off quick and simple i was sent from heaven to solve satans

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

I was on the stairway to heaven

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

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

Attack a reverend, snap his neck and send that faggot back to heaven