This is a song about "Gold soul"

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Is a space that now you hold

18 year sentence with no parole

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

I say that the pool is closed

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Like it's embeded into your soul

Yeah, let it consume our soul,

Open up your contacts then scroll

Where i from, it get cold

But like the diamonds and gold

Only seen family a few like gold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold