This is a song about "Heaven art"

Chasing lettuce with rebels avoiding temples no heaven

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Heaven while am study in the

If you gonna do it, do it nigga

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

Say "hello, goodmorning" and call that art

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

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

We raiders of the lost ark

But i would travel through art

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Level eleven, my raps from heaven

And now i'm spilling early thoughts, 'cuz it's purely art,

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

I was on the stairway to heaven

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them