This is a song about "Fool s gold"

Who cares, walk away, don’t talk you fool

I call that shit that middle school

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Turn money into diamonds and gold

Notice but you just made a fool

That's the sound of my tool

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

You soundin a little shitty fool,

My g"s have been handcuffed,

I’m coming back like light-skin and

It can fit like 50 gallons fool

Y'all truancy, i'm high school

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

I say that the pool is closed

If u don't understand consider yourself the fool

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool