This is a song about "Chain swinging"

They hold it down like a ball and chain

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

Daddy got me swinging softly with a sword

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

Too many slain, my people bound to a chain

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

And even when i'm swinging you know i've got more class,

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

I'm swinging haymakers like mike tyson

I'll be swinging going down

I drive that all around

And my hooks stay swinging

Straight g thing, double m g thing