This is a song about "Golf chain"

Too many slain, my people bound to a chain

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain

Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then i gotta catch my plane

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

You reply to a beef it starts a new chain reaction

This is my passion, i'm out atlanta, smashing some action

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

No budget but my chain is ill

I turned into something they never became

I dreamt of a gold watch and a gold chain

Tried to yank my chain now your missing a tooth

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

I ain't ?? just feelin how you felt when you came

Spit it sick and rip it up, don't need your dang chain,

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

To chain the internal beast inside me