This is a song about "Golden death"

My life seems fuller, golden, somehow enriched

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

Fight the temptation but it keep coming back

I swing at you with a golden bat

Miami nights, ain't another one

Played like a deck, your cards were golden,

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

The golden gun with james bond, in tripoli,

Daunting sings, flaunting things like the golden rings,

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

A coward dies a thousand deaths

So please let me climb those golden stairs,

And aye ya yai dun had some bad bitches

Simple lines to golden from rapping and ish

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

You'll find golden things like a miner