This is a song about "Russian chain"

The elites keeping us locked under ball and chain

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

I dreamt of a gold watch and a gold chain

No budget but my chain is ill

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Are you comingto the point that your running

Chain got the same swag that the faggots bring

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

The funny thing about, that fresh ass platinum, chain you bought

I could win an oscar, russian accent husky

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

They hold it down like a ball and chain

And not a single feature except lil wayne