This is a song about "Whats wrong with gates"

It's really not an issue

But now i ask "what's wrong with you?"

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

Yo whats up with that cannibal flow

With all that shit on me you could never go wrong

Email too, facebook aim, everything gone

Whats wrong is right, they have no doubts

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

With out no if where why or whats.

Now we've reached the pearly gates

And today we're still in chains

They can make you that with you there's something wrong/

Often wonder to myself where the day's gone