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

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Winning that battle is considered a sin

You think of winning bitch that's just a hologram

Bitch i'm in the fucking mall, with my niggas eating ham

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

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

I mean of course just the same old

I got a watch wit all gold,

Winning isn't anything if you don't have a full locked spirit.

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

Even a 'winning round' here #is fixed... they will fix you as well

Im from the side where silly niggas hate or they like you

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

I was in the zone fuckin boned her then didnt phone her that is stone cold

Wielding a potato at that the end of the rainbow with a pot o' gold