This is a song about "Locked out of heaven"

Bitch i'm like a heaven sent , got the weight of a elephant , this my testament

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Cast out of heaven, man that pain, it speaks for itself,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

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

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

I love the sound of dying sluts in my cage all locked up

A goody two shoe, she would of gone to heaven

I want to fight the music on this one

I'm seeing hell but not before grabbing a piece of heaven too

I hope you see that i'm sincere, and even if you

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Feels locked out his house, he's browsing the streets of south,

The boy who had tasted the heights of heaven itself fell to the deepest pits of hell

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