This is a song about "Wearing chains"

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Flow is razor sharp, hope to cut the chains,

Uttermost inside rotted, chains locked

At the same time, pull up like james bond

I'll detect ya wearing ya grandmothers sweater i

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

I got alotta phones

While wearing blindfolds /i'll slice throats

I'm just sellin' my thoughts there

Wearing all the finest flair

Like a conjoined twin wearing animal skin.

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Gold chains, watches and more,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

You into bondage slut? i see bruises, looks like they're from chains/