This is a song about "Gold"

We them boys that glow without gold

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

So when ya see me nigga

My all gold rolly or the

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

I got a watch wit all gold,

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

I mean of course just the same old

He watched house party, and ate apple jacks

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

Hand to hand in the cold

Spiritual, fool's gold

I say that the pool is closed

I got a watch wit all gold,

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Turn money into diamonds and gold