This is a song about "Heaven kelly"

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

If i die me and her will dance in heaven

Bll clinton pimping, always with a monica

Kill your grandma, piss on her corpse, r. kelly nigga,

What heaven awaits we don't know

I'll teach you how to take it slow

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Nine eleven seven seven eleven people in heaven

Something wicked this way come

Like they're angles from heaven.

Hes rasin hell and pullin heaven to earth

You fail at life, i'll mug your teachers

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

Chasing lettuce with rebels avoiding temples no heaven