But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue
I'm seeing hell but not before grabbing a piece of heaven too
A goody two shoe, she would of gone to heaven
That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them
Why are we immersed in a theory of heaven?
Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one
And it's you, can't even front i press ignore
9 in the morning and i kicked her out the door
Haven't been kicked out since i've made some cents
Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents
We vegetables, on them record labels
So i kicked of my shoes, threw away the shackles
Out of mind out of sight
But we having sex tonight
How they stand there, cuffed up, patient
About the rhymes i just kicked
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