heaven
when i was eleven,
all i thought about was going to heaven.
when my uncle left me,
i fell to my feet.
i always looked up to my big cus,
til she fell on her feet.
i look up and ask god,why me?
i don't deserve to be mistreat.
when i die i want to go too heaven,
but before i go, i want to party at 7eleven.
while i'm here i'll try to do my best,
so when i get there god will do the rest.
all i thought about was going to heaven.
when my uncle left me,
i fell to my feet.
i always looked up to my big cus,
til she fell on her feet.
i look up and ask god,why me?
i don't deserve to be mistreat.
when i die i want to go too heaven,
but before i go, i want to party at 7eleven.
while i'm here i'll try to do my best,
so when i get there god will do the rest.
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