This is a song about "Bill gates weed"

That id image becoming richer than bill gates

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves

One verse is all it takes

Our minds to heavens gates

Heh, now don't go all kill bill

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

To jamaicans in the bronx, hope for heavenly gates,

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

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

I ain't from the states but i get money like bill gates

Leave it to the greats, this comeback elevates me to the level of bill gates/

A smell something fishy its nicola sturgeon urging debates

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

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

Now we've reached the pearly gates

I slumped, in my chair and my grades