This is a song about "Mold"

I need to be the cheese with green like soakin' mold, god only knows,

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Take those words and i mold it into some kind of advantage

And fleeing the sceneon rufus, my evil walrus, bitch

Study plans to unfold the mold uphold by judges' stands

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

At the same time, pull up like james bond

That i can mold into whatever i want

The mainstream makes money, so i'm breaking the mold,

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

I'm just here to take control of this game and break the mold,

Flowing like liquid gold into a mold,

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Or else they will sit and get covered in mold

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold