This is a song about "Flashing that gold"

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

I got that gold cemetery flow

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

I thought that all the green gold had finally gone to my head,

We them boys that glow without gold

Hand to hand in the cold

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Gold saints i despise so that don't even matter

I was in the zone fuckin boned her then didnt phone her that is stone cold

Wielding a potato at that the end of the rainbow with a pot o' gold

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

Body and soul i'm told keep that shit gold

I say that the pool is closed

I like a broad that has fashion gold,

I met this girl that was silly, happy, jumpy with a heart of gold.

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