This is a song about "Winning a gold medal at olyimpics"

Flowing like liquid gold into a mold,

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Winning that battle is considered a sin

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

Ma words are like a golden medal on a golden plate

21. winning is a mission,

I know that love it could begin

And the red sun sinks at least into the hills of gold,

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

That medal made of silver or bronze that medal for trying

A medal of honor i think i deserve it

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

You think of winning bitch that's just a hologram

Lookin' like a nigga just left japan