This is a song about "Gold"

She writes it all down

I'm getting gold leprechaun

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

On my way back home

My all gold rolly or the

A criminal grind nigga

Yeah, one time for the

Droppin dime gold digga

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Rocking black and gold stocking caps

It's full of gold medals,

As she goes through the levels

I aim like i hold the gold compass, a gold atlas.

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Turn money into diamonds and gold

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old