This is a song about "Big chains"

It’s something that’s in your veins

Flow is razor sharp, hope to cut the chains,

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

Y’all never escape your past, it’s just hope but keeping the chains

Blow trees like a hurricane

That kept our motherland in chains

Uttermost inside rotted, chains locked

A mother’s son dead, was killed by some kids popped

Cuz they made the game about bitches n gold chains

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

Bite into your bangs, shake the chains.

For the occasion, paper planes

I’d be buying her chains

Keep talking about you snapbacks and your chains

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes