This is a song about "Gold"

We them boys that glow without gold

Where i from, it get cold

Spiritual, fool's gold

Is a space that now you hold

I say that the pool is closed

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

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

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

I mean of course just the same old

But like the diamonds and gold

Rocking black and gold stocking caps

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance