This is a song about "Gold i dream"

I like a broad that has fashion gold,

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

I had a dream, and i chased it,

You can feel it via spirit

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

I miss the sixpack i had, now i turn iron into gold

I got a watch wit all gold,

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

I had a dream, and i chased it,

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

I gotta chase after this dream

Exclusives, y'all never seen

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

It's foretold i withhold the grail to molding gold,

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

We forever be real, we'll never fold