Halos down to the door flap to see where they came from
Who knew how we going to go and how we going to flow
How we going to glow, how we going to flow in the afterlife
How we going to glow in the afterlife, how we going to flow

Gimme halos, a prelude to what fame drew
Never knew what to name you/
Shame on you, knew who you were
And who you weren’t didn’t ask for my ID/
To any emcee I am the S-H-double E-P didn’t cha recognize me
When I step thru portals like trains stops I made the lights flash on & off/
Game on, touch back you douche bag runth the cup full
Hated the words used blocking me cause I told the truth/
Never faced on books up those spaces that took up my time
To tout my rewards, back to my future,
Back my feature read cha like a text message/
Next my iphone rhyme alone gimme those texts in a sire voice
Hated most because they didn’t give criticism and lacked wisdom/
Trump those towers hours by hours I dials up the darts
Made marks a little off the bull’s-eyes wondrous eyes
Wondering why I wander when I am the author/
Never bother fated those caught what’s posted
Ought to think like a prince than be a kingpin in a pigpen with egg on ya face/
Traced out my own vibes, made my pit stops didn’t need a fortune to drop
Always had backers got those friends that help and we team up like the super friends/
To no end, I know how to bend light when I write fire fight wired too tight
Unstrapped uncap the income tax and make everyone pay one tax/
And stop the increases on the poor checking out
How I can’t even afford to write my name on chalk board
Rather forum it and make it out to a billion served like mickey d’s when I emcee/


Halos down to the door flap to see where they came from
Who knew how we going to go and how we going to flow
How we going to glow, how we going to flow in the afterlife
How we going to glow in the afterlife, how we going to flow