This is a song about "Gold chain"

Hand to hand in the cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

To chain the internal beast inside me

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Champagne no chain no diamonds

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

The elites keeping us locked under ball and chain

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Women front, they get its cold

Stick up kids gettin' stuck up for the fake gold chain

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain