This is a song about "Your chains fake"

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage

Play your card right and won't die a fake bitch.

And fuck your senators' fake ass sympathies

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Y’all never escape your past, it’s just hope but keeping the chains

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

Its fictional just like your rap career, fake.

I like my girls skinny with brains

I wanna grab your wrists and strain some chains

Please, just peep the crystal method where

Like whips n chains give me brain pull your hair

I could have destroyed your fake-ass any day/

I want to feel her in every way