This is a song about "Golden eyes"

Huh, i can't interpret her

You'll find golden things like a miner

You wanna be a star, you have ya own day

Golden, just like pony boy i will stay.

See, i'm just trying to focus

Got golden arm go try to flex this

Mary lou could wear a black hood too, but she's golden

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

My life seems fuller, golden, somehow enriched

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Ma words are like a golden medal on a golden plate