This is a song about "Gold soul"

But now invisible cells around your brain

I dreamt of a gold watch and a gold chain

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

But like the diamonds and gold

But for long time i had gone cold

Women at my pole

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

I say that the pool is closed

I got a watch wit all gold,

You're fucking with me, nigga

Droppin dime gold digga

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Women front, they get its cold