This is a song about "Being a gold digger"

Devastating a grave digger your just a slave kicker a fake figure,

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Flowing like liquid gold into a mold,

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

I write gold it's a paper retriever

The latter being a constant misconception,

My talent should take me places i've never been

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

My souls worth a fortune like it was shimmering gold

I believed in a higher being.

A break from what you hearing

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

I got a watch wit all gold,