This is a song about "My chain"

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

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

Ya self-esteem will be on my key chain,

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

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

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

My nigga, its all love

Champagne no chain no diamonds

Rainbow chain on my necklace look like a pot of gold

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

Tried to yank my chain now your missing a tooth

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

Cocaine, gold chain, mary jane, propane, slow-vane, no brain, red vain,

Just to make sure they don't shine as bright as my chain glows

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close