This is a song about "Gold watches"

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

You couldn't ship gold records if the only copy you pressed was solid gold

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

Is a space that now you hold

I got a watch wit all gold,

Only seen family a few like gold

But for long time i had gone cold

But like the diamonds and gold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

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

Never wear watches time causes losses in options,

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins