(Verse 1) I pulled up to “Heaven”, but the vibe felt fake Angels at the front desk on a mandatory break One said “Name and number?” like he runnin’ the block But his halo kept slippin’, couldn’t keep that thing locked He tried to act tough, said “You’re lucky you’re here” I said “Bro, you’re an intern with celestial gear” He scanned my soul barcode, system froze on the spot Guess even Heaven can’t handle when you’ve been through a lot (Pre-Chorus) “Please hold… your afterlife is important to us” I look around and think “This ain’t divine” Feels like cosmic HR on a deadline (Chorus) Heaven ain’t holy, it’s a bureaucratic shell And Earth is the extension number routed straight to Hell If angels are the interns and the demons run the show Then this prison planet’s just a place they send the overflow (Verse 2) I hit the demon break room, they were chillin’ with snacks One said “We ain’t evil, bro, we just tired of the tax” Heaven calls us troublemakers, rebels, threats to the plan But we’re the only ones who tell you that the system’s a scam He said “You got that fire, man, you question too much” “That’s why they keep resetting you, you’re harder to touch” I laughed and said “Figures, they can’t handle my mind” He said “Facts — you’re the glitch they can’t keep in line” (Verse 3) I found the Reincarnation Office on floor minus three A demon at the counter said “Oh damn, it’s you again, G” He stamped my cosmic passport, said “Your memory’s overdue” Then whispered “Management insists we wipe the truth out of you” He pulled a glowing folder marked “Did Not Perform As Planned” Said “You questioned too much last lifetime, they don’t like that, understand?” I asked “So what now?” He shrugged, “Same procedure as before— We scrub your mind, reboot your soul, and drop you back on Earth once more” (Pre-Chorus) “Please relax… reincarnation may cause dizziness and déjà vu” I feel the world collapsing as the lights begin to bend Another cosmic reset… another cycle to transcend (Bridge) “You were sentenced for eternity, your file says ‘non-compliant’” Non-compliant? Man, I asked a question and you called it defiant “You will obey the system, you will follow the design” I don’t follow fake prophets — I rewrite the divine (Chorus) Heaven ain’t holy, it’s a bureaucratic shell And Earth is the extension number routed straight to Hell If angels are the interns and the demons run the show Then this prison planet’s just a place they send the overflow (Outro) I walk out the office Past the pearly gate desk Leave a note on the counter: “Your system’s a mess” No Heaven, no Hell Just a cosmic machine And I’m the glitch in the program That refuses to clean
