This is a song about "Andrew silver"

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

Is a space that now you hold

And only one silver chain to be flashing.

And getting money is the song i sing

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Going for the gold, not the copper or the silver/

Then the stars don't even matter

Can't deal with me on a silver platter

Silver and demaz, does that ring a bell?

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Kind of serving up hip hop on a silver platter.

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

And it rules everything around them

Finding that silver lining

I do the right thing