This is a song about "Gold"

I got a watch wit all gold,

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

I dreamt of a gold watch and a gold chain

I wish i’ll never see you again

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

I mean of course just the same old

You got that indie glow

Sext hoes next gold shep yo!

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

After every show, a dream she hold

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

It's full of gold medals,

Good kids make bad grown ups