This is a song about "Gold"

Rocking black and gold stocking caps

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

My all gold rolly or the

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

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

Only seen family a few like gold

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Just let it chill joe

Sext hoes next gold shep yo!

Is a space that now you hold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Switch swag on you little dick fags

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

But like the diamonds and gold

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old