This is a song about "White and gold"

Turn money into diamonds and gold

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

My rings, gold, diamond, and crystal glared

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

We forever be real, we'll never fold

To have this fake fans and diamonds with gold

That i'm worth my weight in gold and still disease free

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Gold chains, watches and more,

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

And you are not around like black fathers

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,

If you ever feel alone and

And stressed... about my white past