This is a song about "I gate you"

I go to my mates and his front doors a gate

I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

So much so open the gate, before you

An angelic demon standing at heaven's gate/

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Arrived at the place, my friends over by the gate

Taking souls to heaven or to hell, i'm the gate keeper.

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

They fasting they won't leave me ate

Me and nate steppin' through heavens gate

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

The fatty pork, all hail hell's gate, dreams steamed and glorified,

Except she's got a little more ass

First out the gate last back to class,