This is a song about "Gold chain nigga"

Ya self-esteem will be on my key chain,

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

Write in my spare time, gold chain that's glare time.

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine

But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame

The elites keeping us locked under ball and chain

The truth shall be told

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Chain got the same swag that the faggots bring

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Hand to hand in the cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

Everything but a brain, but dome's off the fucking chain