This is a song about "Fool s gold"

You made me the fuckin fool

That's the sound of my tool

I used to have a nine to five

It´s the battle of life

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

Momma said i should reconsider law school

And what remains from a emotionally scared fool

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

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

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

But like the diamonds and gold

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

It can fit like 50 gallons fool

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.