This is a song about "Gate guy"

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

Arrived at the place, my friends over by the gate

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

An angelic demon standing at heaven's gate/

Alright, out the gate i gotta make you explain when you say

Every day we fight the system, just to make our way

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

Theres a line between me & them and im closing the gate

Hopin hes the right guy

All you niggas die

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

Steps in and tells the girl to leave out the gate

We was high school peers, in junior high

Trying to become i.t guy

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

Theres a line between me & them and im closing the gate