Smoking Section

I was talkin' to a guy that I respect dearly the other day

And he told me not to get so distracted fighting the alligators, that I forget to clean the swamp

And it took me a second to think about what he was really sayin'

But he was sayin' "Don't let my problems distract me so much dealin' with them, I forget my mission"

Hey baby brother, how ya doin'

The streets still holdin'

The last time I seen ya, you ain't seem so focused

Can't believe I ain't noticed, I can't believe I missed it

Life been crazy man, fast life livin'

While struggles sittin' in prison, I'm sittin' and trippin'

And I'm sittin' here wishin' that you were sittin' here with me

But you're not, I'm all alone

Tryin' to write this song

Sippin' on some bourbon and blowin' a little strong

This is therapeutic music so I'm takin' my time

Figured while I had a second I would drop you a line

Me and Will are doing well man, don't worry 'bout us

I bet yo ass up there chillin' probably rollin' it up

I hope that heaven has a smoking section

I hope that heaven has a smoking section

When it's said and done and we're all gone

I hope they got a place that we can blow

I hope that heaven has a smoking section

Hey Momma V, its been a minute since I mentioned your name

And every hardship is a blessing and this is the same

It's been 16 years, it doesn't lessen the pain

'Cause your death was a first hand lesson on age

I'm just riding through my own neighborhood reminiscing

The life that I was livin', man was I trippin'

I grew up around sinners all after tryin' to win

People livin' to die but they was dyin' to live

Think about you every now and then I ride by the crib

Call it the crib, but my mother hasn't lived there in years

Meanwhile my cousin came home from doing a bid

Gave the man an iPhone and he didn't know what it is

I hope that heaven has a smoking section

I hope that heaven has a smoking section

When it's said and done and we're all gone

I hope they got a place that we can blow

I hope that heaven has a smoking section

We ain't smoked in a while, I'm sorry the change did it

That and the fact you got strung out on painkillers

The money and fame did it, you tried and you can't quit it

To think it's a shame that your names in the same sentence

As a junkie, a flunkie, your back is the monkey

You used to have it all, the hoes and the money

Had a dream that you killed yo'self

Woke up reachin' for my phone like you needed my help

But I'm so focused on myself and my daughter doing well

You're a grown man, I have to hope you're going through a spell

But I'm prayin' for you and I know that you're feelin' the pain

But you're an addict, you won't change til you're ready to change

And I hope you think about your family and get it right

And just know that I'ma pray for you before I sleep tonight

And me and money talk, I'd like to share this thought

While you fightin' alligators don't forget to clean the swamp

I hope that heaven has a smoking section

I hope that heaven has a smoking section

When it's said and done and we're all gone

I hope they got a place that we can blow

I hope that heaven has a smoking section