This is a song about "Black and yellow chain"

But i don't got the steak for y'all dishes

The road ain't yellow and there ain't no witches

I dreamt of a gold watch and a gold chain

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Blood stainin black and white tops

Let me tell what it was like, the shoe, it was nice and yellow too

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

Yellow tape up and now your minds shocked

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

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Ayo, my pen and paper cause a chain reaction

You fail at life, i'll mug your teachers

Skies black and flashes lightning at creatures