This is a song about "All gold"

You gotta go all day for that gold

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

I'm getting gold leprechaun

She writes it all down

I got a watch wit all gold,

Women front, they get its cold

Here i go again, falling in love again

I dreamt of a gold watch and a gold chain

I got a watch wit all gold,

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

You couldn't ship gold records if the only copy you pressed was solid gold

Spiritual, fool's gold

The truth shall be told

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,