This is a song about "Gold ferr"

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

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Spiritual, fool's gold

Is a space that now you hold

I like a broad that has fashion gold,

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

Gold chains, watches and more,

Some old bitch that we did before

Sext hoes next gold shep yo!

Ran outside to see the big show

You gotta go all day for that gold

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

But like the diamonds and gold