This is a song about "Bill gates"

One verse is all it takes

Now we've reached the pearly gates

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates

You fags, send ya to hells gates

Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates

So step inside my chamber aimed for pearly gates

Obama and bill clint,

You was bigger than an artist

And i ain't talking rap, man, i'm coming up this road

The day bill gates go broke is the day we broke

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

To jamaicans in the bronx, hope for heavenly gates,

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Im trill like bill gates money times twenty/   its funny/