This is a song about "Gold"

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

Is a space that now you hold

Spiritual, fool's gold

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

Double-m g up, we up, y'all just relax

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

Please sugar don't come alone

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

I got a watch wit all gold,

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Turn money into diamonds and gold

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold