This is a song about "Gold flames"

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Break away we’re still slaves to the game scorching in flames,

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

Sorry shakie but i run from flames

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

Got their claims and fame but were chased by hatred flames

And no longing for dates

And burst in a ball of flames

You gotta go all day for that gold

Women front, they get its cold

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

I'm passing flames walking on ma feet

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

With my /dying breath ill be spitting them words like /flames*