This is a song about "Gold"

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Women front, they get its cold

I'll never call you bitch again

I dreamt of a gold watch and a gold chain

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

He watched house party, and ate apple jacks

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

I mean of course just the same old

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

But for long time i had gone cold

I got a watch wit all gold,