This is a song about "Fool s gold"

All this paper i fold

Spiritual, fool's gold

Gotta go, gotta goyeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

You made me the fuckin fool

Iced out, okay cool

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Hand to hand in the cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Trying hard to speak and

My g"s have been handcuffed,