This is a song about "Money skateboarding chain"

The elites keeping us locked under ball and chain

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

They locking us up for the drugs that we doing

Chain got the same swag that the faggots bring

To chain the internal beast inside me

And my kick game beyond crazy

This great pain, feels like im captured-attached to a chain

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

I master vandalism and my louie v's sprouse shit

Stay chain paper funk a hater he can get it

But i got skeptics and some fans that just be needing more

I've got more rhymes off the chain than an independent store,

So let's have a toast, everything fine

Write in my spare time, gold chain that's glare time.

Then it was like a chain reaction of getting banged up

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck