This is a song about "West gate"

Tranna push u to complete the race till u reach haven's gate

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

I go to my mates and his front doors a gate

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

Life has put her to the test

I am the next kanye west

Alright, out the gate i gotta make you explain when you say

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

Theres a line between me & them and im closing the gate

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Taking souls to heaven or to hell, i'm the gate keeper.

That i can only love you when you undressed

Baby that's how we do it in the west

Eastside, take em to the west

Never ever pay rent