Golden Boy Duel

Young phenom, prodigy, a streak of raw flame,

Step into my arena, they already chant my name.

Spanish soil bred me, skills sharper than a blade,

No mercy on the pitch, your throne's about to fade.

They crowned me in France, I’m the king of this reign,

World Cup on my back, boy, respect the campaign.

Your baby steps heavy, but my sprint’s still lethal,

Speed demon, finish lines? I turn ‘em medieval.

This the battle of the crowns, the pitch's royal court,

Two stars collide, but there’s one true port.

From golden boots to golden kids, we shine all day,

Legends in the making, let's hear what they say.

You got your medals, cool—but your time might pass,

I’m carving out my legacy, it's sharp like glass.

La Masía raised me, I’m the next best blueprint,

You’re a page in history, I’m the book, so fluent.

Blueprint, huh? But I’m the architect of hype,

Scored in the finals, kid, I’m set for life.

Skills electrifying, defenses left paralyzed,

I fly on turf, every highlight's dramatized.

Two generations clash, a torch being tossed,

Who brings the future, who stays embossed?

The roar of the crowd, the echoes loud,

Their battle defines who's forever endowed.