This is a song about "Big chains"

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

Got my hands on the wheel why your wrapped in chains

Bitch in chains us switching lanes and terrains had the chains at the trains

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Cause you're most likely to crash

Big tits and a big ass

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

Okra and chitlins at my restaurants, i own all the chains,

I like my girls skinny with brains

That kept our motherland in chains

Soon as the stooly sings

Theyre called chains and rings

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

Bite into your bangs, shake the chains.

These chains wrapped around my feet,

Outstanding clout, what up greg street