This is a song about "Theift rings chains diamonds and gold glack nine blast mine"

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

But he keeps it real for the gold and through the chains,

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Crap rappers wear gold chains and hold stacks

Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

God has blessed her, prada dresser

And diamonds last forever

Got all these mf diamonds in my chains nigga

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

But this adolescent mind of mine, turnin me from gold to mold,

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Seven eight nine, eternity is mine

Been a star since i was back in one time

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

The diamonds and the chains, closet of sheep coats,