This is a song about "Golden baby"

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)

"contemplate", i wrote about her

You'll find golden things like a miner

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Daunting sings, flaunting things like the golden rings,

So what you got golden teeth

Ima let her be by herself in peace

All my life i wanted something real and she was golden

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

My life seems fuller, golden, somehow enriched

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

The golden roman, an omen caused erosion

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them