This is a song about "I got gold"

Im wondering now why i gave gold the satisfaction

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

I got more gold, shinin in my mouth

A thug niggas in tha house

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

My sting has a suffering throb i dream and hope of win ning the gold

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

Got some fresh dug gold, that imma pawn,

We magnetizing the ghetto

I got that gold cemetery flow

Is a space that now you hold

I got a watch wit all gold,

And i got them gold bottles, first place

Yeah hail mary full of grace

I write gold it's a paper retriever

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her