will i go to hell or will i go to heaven im always caught up in deception i know thay my life is a blessin but every single day i be stressin i be stressin bout bills i be stressin bout cash not to mention i be stressing bout my past trying not to fall i feel im suffocating where is the love idk its only hating we live in society where the golden dream is flashy but then you sell your soul until its black and ashy do it on your own thats what they tell us and if we dont succeed they call us failures but im sailor set for see friends with the wind and the breeze i stay with my sail calm and sea ready for any storm to try to destroy me because heaven and hell are always at a battle Always had beef ever since the apple its not a concept thats too hard to grapple watch your backyard cuz snakes like to rattle