This is a song about "Hell and heaven"

Okay gay go to hell they will appreciate your rap and treat you well in the hell

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

If i die me and her will dance in heaven

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

Attack a reverend, snap his neck and send that faggot back to heaven

Of a beautiful, heaven sent, and because it is relevant, bitch.

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Im progression, pop a molly im sweatin, 5,6, and 7 off to heaven,

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

Heaven or hell don't really care which one i be in

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

And i ain't goin' well

Only heaven no hell