This is a song about "Chains"

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

That kept our motherland in chains

I’d be buying her chains

I know what it takes

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

Releasing these demons on a page, i escape, keeping the chains

Got my hands on the wheel why your wrapped in chains

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

While working on my mistakes

Or talking ’bout my chains

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Fat bastard ill shackle ya/and rattle ur chains

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Theyre called chains and rings

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Funny how my niggas are obsessed with money, whips, and chains,