This is a song about "Heavenly smo"

Steady to sulk heavenly bolts of electrical volts especially on impulse

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

To jamaicans in the bronx, hope for heavenly gates,

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

Take a journey through your brain to heavenly gates,

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

By this being that is to be describe as a heavenly construct.

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

So i know you act right for the heavenly mass// i never believed in yolo// i'm like

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Is still heavenly im trapped but still got magic skills

I been flowin so smooth and so heavenly/

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

I'll crucify the good lord and take his heavenly benefits