This is a song about "420 bill aze it fa gates"

The forest looking for those pearly gates.

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

To jamaicans in the bronx, hope for heavenly gates,

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

Spheres of shadow strike the gates

I know what it takes

My bitch is great, had a dinner date with william gates

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

Take a journey through your brain to heavenly gates,

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

So pass the heinekin and slide a bill