This is a song about "Gold chains an bitches"

Get an ak and massacre you all with gold all in each coat

Need a clear mind cause i been blind, got me goin' down that road

Turn money into diamonds and gold

After every show, a dream she hold

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

I mean of course just the same old

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

Keep talking about you snapbacks and your chains

I say that the pool is closed

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

Dont tell no bitches that im only an asian who can play dot to dot and and

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

But he keeps it real for the gold and through the chains,

That kept our motherland in chains

For the occasion, paper planes