This is a song about "See you again heaven"

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

If word gets out, i'll never see my aunt again

God damn back to you again,

Had to wear the 13's with them

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

I have to say r.i.p because, i'll see you again next week.

I see my mistake and want to try again

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

You cooking for angels, always a legend, rockin heaven

Mamasita mamasita, why you leaving again

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

So choose the weapon you reckon will question your accession into heaven.

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

And see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrassed

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list