This is a song about "Supremacy chain"

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

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

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

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

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

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

And the bitches you fight em, heres some liquor or lighter

Shine brighter than the chain of the strike fighter

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

Tried to yank my chain now your missing a tooth

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

Everything but a brain, but dome's off the fucking chain

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

Chain got the same swag that the faggots bring

To chain the internal beast inside me

I'm in love with a woman who is crazy