This is a song about "Silver and gold chains"

Bitch in chains us switching lanes and terrains had the chains at the trains

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

Silver and demaz, does that ring a bell?

True player, cory mo cold as hell

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

Cuz they made the game about bitches n gold chains

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

Going for the gold, not the copper or the silver/

I said believe in your dreams

Locked in chains of rhymes and cuffed in beats,

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

I wanna grab your wrists and strain some chains

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

You snap my chains and free my mind from its enslavement

Fat bastard ill shackle ya/and rattle ur chains

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes