This is a song about "Gold shining on my chest"

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

Lashes on my chest, claw marks on my breast, my brain's set to rot.

Stole the gold chain straight off ur chest cause i got a bigger chest

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

S on my chest like a superman vest

I keep on puffing till my chest hurts ill keep on chatting up these girls

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

Don't you know that im cold ...money gold on my mind

No man alive has ever witnessed struggles i survived

These days i try my best, still got a load on my chest

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

Can't bear the sight of kings on my chest, it's not too swell