This is a song about "Gold chain swing"

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

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

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

Ya self-esteem will be on my key chain,

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Scene set with me on the swing sets

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

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

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

Spiritual, fool's gold

Where i from, it get cold

I'm king, do my thing, you will keep trying to swing,

Light skinned women, all sex everything