This is a song about "Prison gates"

Roll up and inhale, i live next to denzel

Cunninlynguists - the gates (instrumental)

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

Was pac right about being conceived in prison

Take a journey through your brain to heavenly gates,

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Playing the simple minded that's blinded by the pearly gates,

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

Where weapons similar to dry grapes

Our minds to heavens gates

I like my girls skinny with brains

Spheres of shadow strike the gates

Lubbed up in prison with rapists

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

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

Higher than a vanilla sky, float by you