This is a song about "Gold"

That's why i shine like i does

It's full of gold medals,

Spiritual, fool's gold

Women front, they get its cold

I got a watch wit all gold,

Where i from, it get cold

I don't need no fucking throne

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

Gold chains, watches and more,

They fiend in the door

Sext hoes next gold shep yo!

That's a new flow

We them boys that glow without gold

And i drop top off in a hot cold

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

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