This is a song about "Prison gates"

Now we've reached the pearly gates

Now war missiles hand guns and grenades

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Im trill like bill gates money times twenty/   its funny/

Spheres of shadow strike the gates

And today we're still in chains

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

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

That you just dropped the soap in prison

The day bill gates go broke is the day we broke

Now i’m killing these shows, i just deliver the hope

The forest looking for those pearly gates.

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

Caught up inside this mental prison