This is a song about "Heaven kelly the girl"

I can't take the pain and sorrow of losing my baby girl.

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

Who won't make it into heaven so they stare at the gates

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,

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

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Pissing on girls like r-kelly, feeding them my jelly

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Im burnin tires comin down the boulevard higher then a heaven choir

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

So choose the weapon you reckon will question your accession into heaven.

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Bitch i'm like a heaven sent , got the weight of a elephant , this my testament