This is a song about "Gold watches"

Women front, they get its cold

But like the diamonds and gold

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Stop the clock and take their watches, cop 'em, got no shoes or socks,

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

I mean of course just the same old

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Gold chains, watches and more,

She just sit there and watches as the blood drips

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

We them boys that glow without gold

Spiritual, fool's gold

All this paper i fold