This is a song about "Golden streams"

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Trying to live our lives like our lives are so golden

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

Ma words are like a golden medal on a golden plate

Ass shots in her seven jeans

Im floatin down the streams

Right flows down and they might go nice

So what you got golden teeth

Never pledge allegiance, god given flow

I'm a golden eagle, you're a measly crow.

Mary lou could wear a black hood too, but she's golden

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

Daunting sings, flaunting things like the golden rings,

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

I swing at you with a golden bat

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black