This is a song about "My witness at the gates"

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Kill any witness at the scene who seen it

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Money on my mind as god as my witness

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

To jamaicans in the bronx, hope for heavenly gates,

And i ain't got what it takes

Now we've reached the pearly gates

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

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

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Inherit no riches, jehovah's my witness

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

Me and a few mates,pinging through the park and jumping a few gates

In the beginning i became the councillor, not just to my friend but to my classmates,

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