I'm still deep in broad-eyed goldI'm getting front and I've been toldI'm running with some kind of dopeThey didn't choose me for a heart that I brokeHey mama, I'm doing goodI left school but I'm still in schoolI didn't need no high class educationTo find a world of sweet, sweet inspirationI'm still deep in broad-eyed goldI'm not a prison and I'm not under goldSchool fellows, they're making their nameThey don't even know me despite I'm their friendHey mama, I'm doing goodI left school but I'm still in schoolI didn't need no high class educationTo find a world of sweet, sweet inspirationI'm still deep in broad-eyed goldI'm still deep in broad-eyed gold
