This is a song about "Chain"

I turned into something they never became

Ya self-esteem will be on my key chain,

And only one silver chain to be flashing.

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

They hold it down like a ball and chain

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

Champagne no chain no diamonds

Rub the wood and ima show em love

The life of a criminal, living on a chain

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Cocaine, gold chain, mary jane, propane, slow-vane, no brain, red vain,

Tried to yank my chain now your missing a tooth

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose