This is a song about "Gold"

I got a watch wit all gold,

Is a space that now you hold

Turn money into diamonds and gold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

All this paper i fold

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

I got a watch wit all gold,

Spiritual, fool's gold

I mean of course just the same old

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

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

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

Women front, they get its cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,