This is a song about "Gold digger"

We them boys that glow without gold

Where i from, it get cold

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Turn money into diamonds and gold

But for long time i had gone cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

I aim like i hold the gold compass, a gold atlas.

I got a watch wit all gold,

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Breaking down the underground call me a #digger

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

The science and the art, africa

My all gold rolly or the

Im on. everything i spit is glittered, dipped in gold

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned