if heaven s a ghetto i want to live in the suburbs where the two way streets have lovebirds i m minimizing my cuss words no absurd crip in the blood work or knowing how a gun work drugs church surrounded by my upbringing pops ain t the one providing at six i m up singing this is my contribution of what s bringing the luck of the child in the truck when he shows up breathing they never heard of heat when he used to speak or exquisite no requisite for appetite spit like an athlete produce like an apple tree and this bastard be casket free fuck roses when i die i want a photo shoot that lasting greatness you ll document i m opulent yeah the opposite gon cop a sit sick while i drop a shit i m out this bitch nigga i m calculate niggas tell me i fail i bounce back off of that send your hate through the mail i bounce back off of that you don t see me in jail i m at home taking naps full course meal no scraps7