This is a song about "Havingicy chains"

I've already had two chains snatched off me

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Keep talking about you snapbacks and your chains

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Theyre called chains and rings

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Cuz they made the game about bitches n gold chains

That kept our motherland in chains

High: that's why they call us planes

I wanna grab your wrists and strain some chains

For the occasion, paper planes

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

Okra and chitlins at my restaurants, i own all the chains,

Y’all never escape your past, it’s just hope but keeping the chains

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes