This is a song about "Tit heaven"

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

Cold, my style making my nose run

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

I'm a legend your a stranger about to get sent to heaven

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Your whack ass raps make your homie ashamed in heaven

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

Produces more liquid than a pregnant bitches tit

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

I need to be saved cause i want to see heaven

Level eleven, my raps from heaven

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven