This is a song about "Gold teeth"

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

Spiritual, fool's gold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

But like the diamonds and gold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Smack any fuckin’ bitch who try to use their teeth

I fucking hate this job

Its teeth that puncture my hope

That'll do anything that i please

Rewrite it, lemme make that "teeth"

So what you got golden teeth

So if you wanna leave

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

I aim like i hold the gold compass, a gold atlas.