We were like eleven, seven minutes in heaven.

from Julian Stephen – 69 (Creepin) Lyrics on Rap Genius


Clever clever wordplay! He takes a common internal rhyme, seven and eleven, like the convenience store (where this girl he’s talking about probably hangs out/belongs, the salacious little harlot), and compares her to an angel that maybe was a little too bad for heaven, only lasting a few minutes.

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