This is a song about "Your body made of heaven"

And it rules everything around them

That im collecting your debt, demons up in heaven,

Your whack ass raps make your homie ashamed in heaven

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Rap away your anger for god to let you into heaven,

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

I made your rep shrink like it's made out of 100% cotton!

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

That im collecting your debt, demons up in heaven,

When your religion has made decisions to spill the blood of brothers,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Of dying solders's scream,now they're live in a place called heaven

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them