This is a song about "Nate motel"

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

Me and nate steppin' through heavens gate

Nate, you could never keep up with the raps i kill

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Can't forget the rap-singers nate dogg and warren g,

Thats wacker than miley cyrus!!!so nate do this,,,and nate do that,,,

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

And i dont fall to peer pressure when niggas be like......:hey nate come

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

Because then you will awake in a motel, well better yet a cell

Like dammit you the shit you do it so well

Wrote well, spoke well, no murder in a motel,

Now i'm living out my dreams

Nate and cloud the 2 new elites