This is a song about "Heaven or hell"

I know you up in heaven, sipping on pabst, coors light or water

Don't see this deeper than music, don't hear it but feel the author

Say you make "tons" of doe 50 or so hell no

Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low

Only heaven no hell

Dmv they know me well

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

I'm seeing hell but not before grabbing a piece of heaven too

Show me some happiness again, i'm going blindi spend my time in this cell, ain't living well

The boy who had tasted the heights of heaven itself fell to the deepest pits of hell

Hell is quite a nice place, or that's simply what i'm told.

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

You gave me hell whether or not i asked for it

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

Heaven-sent, but look; i'm hot as hell & spitting arsenic