This is a song about "Prison gates"

Two reflections into one

Caught up inside this mental prison

I'll send you to heaven's gates, like supposed to/

Grew with disdain though i hate whoever ain't you

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

To jamaicans in the bronx, hope for heavenly gates,

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

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

That you just dropped the soap in prison

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

That id image becoming richer than bill gates

It ain't where i been

Should be in state prison,

Take a journey through your brain to heavenly gates,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes