This is a song about "Chain gang"

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

Ya self-esteem will be on my key chain,

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Gang banging with bloods and crips

The elites keeping us locked under ball and chain

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

Why are you talking about your gang

We in the big thingseat a dick man

Driving around like gang bang gang gunner

I’m young and wild and i charm our old mother

Chain got the same swag that the faggots bring

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

You reply to a beef it starts a new chain reaction