This is a song about "Golden god"

I swing at you with a golden bat

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

I'm responding with some golden ink,

She's a sex chaser, do whatever for the change

But i'm preparing for my golden age

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Played like a deck, your cards were golden,

They say that i never cease to amaze

Golden title is the only thing i chase.

Got tired of running from the police

So what you got golden teeth

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

Garage open, this moment is golden

Had i not been exposed to these things

Daunting sings, flaunting things like the golden rings,