This is a song about "Heavens"

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

I sit in my room and curse the heavens

Heavens door, but i am just too late

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Just drop your guns and knock on heavens doors

Will be the day i reach the skies, in this game and at heavens gate!

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

You're my lovely angel right out of the fuckin heavens.

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

I keep looking up to the heavens asking the lord what do i do now,

But people say you'll find a way to insert another love somehow.

I just wanna know how imma make it to heavens ladder

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for