This is a song about "U make me feel like i m gold"

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

I feel like im a clipper cuz im dunkin on u posers like blake

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

Bt i m sure dat my dick for u will be t pain

Of gold wont really make it bold, even if u held it wif balance,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

I like a broad that has fashion gold,

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

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