Heaven They Seek

I am the heaven they seek, but these people keep playing these games like they trying to bring out the devil in me

Rollin' smokin' on this Za , pressure with capital P

I just been constantly going to war with myself if you wonder what happened to me

Don't need nobody holding me down, why would I?

That's something that nobody knows

From the time that I wake smoking gas to the face

Fried, like limbo, the lows be too low

I talk to myself, look like I'm friends with a ghost

Said that if they step into the picture, crop his top

I got a long ass list of wants, still do not know what I need

Walk in this bitch I smell like runtz, no I do not fuck with the lean