This is a song about "Staying golden"

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

But thats just called dealing with shit and staying strong,

I want to fight the music on this one

Garage open, this moment is golden

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

My life seems fuller, golden, somehow enriched

Mary lou could wear a black hood too, but she's golden

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

I'm responding with some golden ink,

The doctor has arrived just be patient

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

All my life i wanted something real and she was golden

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

You staying still, i'm always getting higher/