This is a song about "Spaceship everything drippin drippin gold sippin on honey and juice drippin gold"

Rainbow chain on my necklace look like a pot of gold

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

And the red sun sinks at least into the hills of gold,

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Body and soul i'm told keep that shit gold

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

But like the diamonds and gold

But for long time i had gone cold

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Look outside the window and you'll see the city of gold/

Then push the milk on a slow bend

My rings, gold, diamond, and crystal glared

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

And often is his gold complexion dimmed;