This is a song about "Gold cash"

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

All bout the game, nothin bout the cash

Is a space that now you hold

Spiritual, fool's gold

Got a lotta cash like johnny cash, call me folsom

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

I dreamt of a gold watch and a gold chain

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

All this paper i fold

We them boys that glow without gold

You gotta go all day for that gold

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Only seen family a few like gold