This is a song about "Heavens"

Our minds to heavens gates

And i ain't got what it takes

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

They taking control you wake up sweating, cold, lack heavens mold

Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea

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

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

The pain is horrible and for michael i gotta make it through somehow.

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

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

I wish they'd descend from the heavens

Living in this century heavens doors aint closed but ill break and entry

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Me and nate steppin' through heavens gate

But i do quite well with all the bait