Black Heaven
Boosie Badazz Lyrics

Black heaven is a place where people like me go
Boosie believes in a place called black heaven, where people who have passed away and share his identity, values, and culture go.

Up there in black heaven, black heaven
He envisions black heaven as a real place in the sky, where his ancestors and idols live together.

Know Dr. King still preaching about togetherness
Boosie acknowledges Dr. King's message of unity, even though he feels that racial discrimination is still present in our society.

But probably looking down saying it's irrelevant
Boosie believes Dr. King would be upset about the current state of race relations, where divisiveness and discrimination still exist despite his efforts.

Whitney Houston, she was heaven sent
Boosie admires Whitney's talent and believes that she was born to sing, as if an angel descended from heaven to bless us with her gift.

A song bird prolly smiling right now listening to her own words
Boosie pictures Whitney in black heaven, where she can enjoy her own music and be satisfied with her legacy, looking down upon those who appreciate her music.

Rosa Parks so much heart, she an OG
Boosie honors Rosa Parks, recognizing her bravery and leadership in fighting for civil rights, and seeing her as an original gangster who stands tall in history.

Know she smiling looking at the blacks in the front seat
Boosie believes that Rosa Parks would be happy to see that African Americans have made progress and achieved success, even getting to sit at the front of the bus.

Bernie Mack joking right now, him and Richard Pryor
Boosie imagines Bernie Mack and Richard Pryor, two legendary comedians, entertaining each other by cracking jokes together in black heaven.

Trayvon prolly looking down saying them nigga's wild
Boosie thinks that Trayvon Martin, a young African American who was gunned down in his neighborhood, might be disappointed by the lack of respect and civility among his peers on earth.

I know who giving knowledge up there, 2Pac
Boosie recognizes Tupac Shakur as a wise philosopher and teacher in black heaven who guides his people from above, spreading his message of hope and love.

He looking down like what happened to this hip hop?
Boosie suggests that Tupac is unhappy with the current state of hip hop culture, as it has changed drastically since his days, becoming more materialistic and shallow.

Biggie Smalls prolly swagged out, laid back
Boosie assumes that Biggie Smalls, a fellow rapper who passed away, might be cool and relaxed in black heaven, enjoying his afterlife in style.

Him and Eazy talking bout how it was way back
Boosie envisions Biggie and Eazy E, another late rapper, reminiscing about their past glory days, sharing stories and memories from their prime.

Nate Dogg prolly reminiscin' about the A-Trak
Boosie thinks that Nate Dogg, a deceased R&B singer, might cherish his memories of creating music and collaborating with others, particularly in the A-Trak (a DJing and scratching technique).

Pimp saying prayers that Bun and Jay stay strapped
Boosie sees Pimp C, a deceased rapper, as someone full of concern for his peers, praying that Bun B and Jay Z, two fellow rappers, stay safe and protected.

Michael Jackson? He prolly maxing and relaxing
Boosie believes that Michael Jackson, a legendary musician, might be chilling and enjoying his time in black heaven, finally free from the turmoil and controversy of his life.

Him and Marvin Gaye making a classic
Boosie imagines Michael Jackson and Marvin Gaye, two soul icons who passed away, collaborating on a masterpiece of music, perhaps inspiring other artists to follow their footsteps.

Where do my niggas go to when they pass?
Boosie ponders the afterlife and wonders where his friends and peers go after they die, hoping they might be reunited in black heaven.

And why do good niggas never last?
Boosie expresses his frustration and sadness with the injustice of life, why good people often have short and tragic lives, while evil seems to thrive.

Some get addicted to the fast route
Boosie recognizes that some people get caught up in the fast lane of life, chasing money, fame, and pleasure, which often leads to their downfall.

The hand in hand, you know that cash route
Boosie points out that greed and materialism often come together, as people who value money over everything else tend to sacrifice their principles and relationships for profit.

I pray to God that we see better days
Boosie hopes that things will get better and that people will learn to love and respect one another, rather than being divided by their race or money.

I caught a record while the record plays
Boosie reflects on his own life, acknowledging his success as a rapper, and recognizing the power of music to heal and inspire even when times are tough.

I'm thinking Lord don't let 'em carry me
Boosie asks God to spare him from a violent death, as many of his peers have suffered, hoping to live his life to the fullest and make a meaningful impact.

See I know one day when they bury me
Boosie accepts his mortality and realizes that one day he will pass away, hoping to leave a legacy that is remembered and respected.

I'll go straight to black heaven, black heaven
Boosie looks forward to the day of his death, when he believes he will join his ancestors and idols in black heaven, a place of peace and joy.

Don't let the paranoia get to me
Boosie worries about his safety and that of his family, asking God to protect them from harm and not let his fears consume him.

Can't take a trip to penitentiary
Boosie has struggled with the law in the past, having served time in prison, and does not want to go back to that place or lifestyle again.

I make a flip and take the summer off
Boosie talks about his financial success, crediting his ability to make money and support his family, while also enjoying some leisure time as needed.

A half a brick? now that's a summer salt
Boosie refers to a large amount of drugs (half a brick of cocaine) that he once sold, having participated in illegal activities before turning his life around.

I look to God, it's been a long road
Boosie acknowledges his spiritual faith and his reliance on God, which has helped him overcome many obstacles and challenges throughout his life.

I got my braid up, like a cornrow
Boosie describes his hairstyle, which is long braids, resembling cornrows, a popular style in black culture.

I've been through hell, one day I'll find my way
Boosie has faced many hardships and struggles in his life, including incarceration, violence, and discrimination, but hopes to eventually overcome them and find peace.

If not then maybe I can buy my way to black heaven
Boosie acknowledges that black heaven might not exist or be accessible to everyone, but hopes that his contributions and wealth might convince God to let him in.