Vica Versa

What if Heaven was Hell and vica versa?

If I told you go to Hell, would you tell I cursed ya?

I reimbursed you with the truth so you know my fate

And pray I die, I'm that **** that they love to hate

I wanna make you use yo mind, God has sent a sign

And when you listen to these rhymes, **** take yo time

Again, I ask, Heaven was Hell and vica versa

Would you start doin' evil in order to nurture the spirit, man?

Do you understand that there's a war?

That's ragin' on and the Devil got some ammo too

Don't get me wrong, but I put my trust off in the, Lord

It's too corrupt, know that God gon' help me blow 'em up

I give a fuck, Heaven was Hell and vica versa

I have no fear, I done witnessed too much Hell right here

Lend me your ear, recall the beer we had to pour

For all our **** hit the devil with the .44, payback ****

My liquor keep me from tryin' to enter battle alone

And to deal with all this wickedness, I smoke a zone

Know I'm grown, but I'm still a baby

It's vica versa, so I guess I'll beg Satan to save me

God, I'm confused

The fuse of all these motherfuckers makin' me sick

**** nobody push **** us

With a clique of nasty concubines and vica versa

So she'll probably do the whole nine, that nasty ho

I don't know where I'ma go this Christmas, it's Satan's birth

I'ma try to smoke a pound of weed and ease the earth

While Jesus equipped with angels, the Devil's equipped with fire

For God so loved the world that he blessed the thug with rocks

Won't stop until they feel me

Protect me, Devil, think the Lord is tryna kill me

It's vica versa

Heaven is below while this dozier keep my high

To see the Lord Almighty, ****, I'm ready to die

My reply for any questions asked, the Devil made me do it

Who's the Devil, may I ask? It's so polluted

Uprooted from all this stupid shit

See me cremated, my adaption to the climate, so glad I made it

Elated that they gon' go to Heaven

But do they know Heaven may not be the place to go?

Again, I ask,  Heaven was Hell and vica versa

The devil's in my and I'll be damned

If I'm gon' let God hurt ya, follow me

If this was vica versa, I'd be an angel 'cause I'm a devil

A down south Georgia rebel, a whole 'nother fuckin' level

Reminiscing on all the good the bad that I did

Bustin' caps and splittin' wigs

And servin' nicks and talkin' shit

This is vica versa, no fuckin' commercial

Heaven or Hell, where do we go?

When we die, eternal fire or the streets of gold?

Only God knows, vica versa