This is a song about "Money hoes gold"

I aim like i hold the gold compass, a gold atlas.

That scary love, never get married love

Spiritual, fool's gold

Hand to hand in the cold

And i made it with that dope flow

Sext hoes next gold shep yo!

But like the diamonds and gold

But for long time i had gone cold

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

See me i'm into hoes that's into hoes

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

I say that the pool is closed