This is a song about "Gold watches"

But for long time i had gone cold

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

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

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Never wear watches time causes losses in options,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

And i drop top off in a hot cold

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

I like a broad that has fashion gold,

If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret

To kill time like solo slow watches, support the shit,