This is a song about "Gold"

So tell me why are we at war

Gold chains, watches and more,

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

Switch swag on you little dick fags

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Yeah, can't wait 'til the wheels down

I'm getting gold leprechaun

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

I like a broad that has fashion gold,

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Spiritual, fool's gold

I say that the pool is closed