This is a song about "Bronze"

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Strapping myself to be launched out, if this song is a gift, your the bronze wrapping/

Buried in bronze coffins from copper you can't imagine

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Dead off, a bronze metal if you ask me / blast me

Beckoning beyond bronze.

Jt: fuck each others moms

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

That medal made of silver or bronze that medal for trying

Bottom row of the bronze and gold social ladder, bother? don't

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold