This is a song about "Golden graces"

Bitch, you tried to play me like a dummy

The golden gun with james bond, in tripoli,

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

Played like a deck, your cards were golden,

And golden mall with a golden wall

Alright, yeah, nigga, i was in the mall

Golden title is the only thing i chase.

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

Got golden arm go try to flex this

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

I'm a golden eagle, you're a measly crow.

All i know is yolo, nigga, that's the motto

But i'm preparing for my golden age

With foreign names, valet the range

I need my respect, you can keep all the features

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers