This is a song about "All gold"

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Only seen family a few like gold

Im like a devil rebel to the cocky jockey, you see me grindin mining all the gold

So behold these are the bitter truths of life that will forever remain untold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

The truth shall be told

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

Stop blowin' up my cell phone

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

I mean of course just the same old

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

I dreamt of a gold watch and a gold chain

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

You gotta go all day for that gold

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold