This is a song about "Crabs and chains"

Theyre called chains and rings

That was my influence

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

I want the diamonds and the chains and hoes in abundance,

And i don't need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Locked in chains of rhymes and cuffed in beats,

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

I own multiple chains, outsource jobs, and ship 'em overseas,

I ain't about my chains and shined wheels, or those blind grills,

Call of duty mode with these verses, lot of kills

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Out of the womb we're born free but enslaved into chains and used like puppets

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

Fuck chains and whips, crazy shit really don't break us,