This is a song about "Gold mine"

I know im lucky he's mine

And now these hoes are on my line

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Let me attend to do mine

My gold rollie tell time

Let me put my funk on this one time

The championship is still mine

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

But this adolescent mind of mine, turnin me from gold to mold,

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Spiritual, fool's gold

Uh, well, don't waste time

I'm just trying to get mine

Black woman you cold

I got a watch wit all gold,