This is a song about "Hidden markov chains"

But this snake is loose from the zoo, not in chains

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Like b.o.b., got airplanes

I’d be buying her chains

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

It’s something that’s in your veins

Bite into your bangs, shake the chains.

And i ain't got what it takes

A skinny asian who wears chains

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Defer to pistols hidden in convertibles

Unaware that energies making choices to our eyes are hidden

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

That kept our motherland in chains

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes