This is a song about "Gold"

You gotta go all day for that gold

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Droppin dime gold digga

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Spiritual, fool's gold

Where i from, it get cold

I say that the pool is closed

I got a watch wit all gold,

Silly bitches gon' follow

Sext hoes next gold shep yo!