This is a song about "Gold chain"

They hold it down like a ball and chain

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

I dreamt of a gold watch and a gold chain

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

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

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

Too many slain, my people bound to a chain

Take advice keep it clean don't complain

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

You reply to a beef it starts a new chain reaction

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

The elites keeping us locked under ball and chain

Always knew where the pot was

Champagne no chain no diamonds