This is a song about "My s chain"

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

It’s obvious that girl you’re fine

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

Rainbow chain on my necklace look like a pot of gold

And i'm a just take another guess

My balls mike tyson in the 90s

Tried to yank my chain now your missing a tooth

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Let's have a toast for this new love

Champagne no chain no diamonds

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

The elites keeping us locked under ball and chain