This is a song about "Golden bass"

And place words on the bass displaces, decapitates at the bases,

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

They vaguely decipher my language

Bass drop, low end is a gut punch

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Money runs like a golden river

My bass deafening, rb i should be crediting/

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter

You'll find golden things like a miner

I'm responding with some golden ink,

The doctor has arrived just be patient

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

Track 2.) golden child (forbidden fruit)

Daunting sings, flaunting things like the golden rings,

And god blessed me with a lot of patience