This is a song about "Snatch your chain"

I'll shine brighter, rhyme tighter, and then snatch the trophy,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

I snatch your girl if you're slipping

And getting money is the song i sing

Spit it sick and rip it up, don't need your dang chain,

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

You reply to a beef it starts a new chain reaction

I dreamt of a gold watch and a gold chain

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

And word i blew off herb i grew

Send a nigga come snatch you

I just wanna pick you up and take you to a wrestling match

My stomach hurts so i'm lookin' for a purse to snatch

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

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain