This is a song about "Bill gates statio"

I'm trying to modern drake, that means killing niggas at the gates

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

The forest looking for those pearly gates.

For the occasion, paper planes

You fags, send ya to hells gates

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

All the fat bitches at the bar will probably grab the bill

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

Who won't make it into heaven so they stare at the gates

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

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

Spheres of shadow strike the gates

And no longing for dates