This is a song about "Feeling like gold"

How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating

These young niggas come outta nowhere taking out the heart of that shit, know what i'm saying

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

Lil nigger- you think pricks like a gold digger you're told

Like my flow ain't cold like a new york winter

Feeling colorless like a 20s picture

Now i'm feeling like i might go psycho

Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

Put the gold in a heater make it melt like plastic

Wood chain with a jesus

I was feeling like "it's love"

This verse may not be gold, it probably wont ever be sold, because this world is cold,

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