This is a song about "Heaven under mothers feet"

#striking like #thunder dismantle your feet earthquake from under n watch you suffer

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

Dirt lines cover all ya mothers' lover

A metaphor, for the insecure

Girls will love you for your cross they ain't jesus lovers

They're both seen as incompetent with their baby mothers,

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

So i guess i'll see you in heaven

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

And maybe six feet under keep thinking u own us

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Let it rain let it thunder put a slob 6 feet under

Busted so bad you can't get your feet back under you

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

Remove the gravity from your feet