This is a song about "Moani gould"

After the gold prize when i get it you bet ill treasure it

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

Writin' lyrics previously locked inside treasure chests,

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

Educate and create a way to hide your treasure

They is terrycloth with it, i'm italian leather

No gimmick: real time, real heart

I wrecked her treasure because i'm ribald

Those moments are priceless, precious like ices jewels i treasure rebirth me isis

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

Wish i could shed all these tears

Dense nuggets can help us commence

Cause the whoever is the oppressor gets the treasure.

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her