This is a song about "True gold"

You like this, brothers actin stiff like cactus

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

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Turn money into diamonds and gold

Hand to hand in the cold

Spiritual, fool's gold

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

But for long time i had gone cold

Yeah, one time for the

Droppin dime gold digga

I'm getting gold leprechaun

Sun up to sun down

It's like we were not true

What preceded was the clue

Assuring lines were true

Then i gotta say peace to you