my chain busting dis aint nothing i ain't bluffing don't do tussling my guns busting the bullets touching no discussion im like fuck it how u gone judge me bitch im a god to open up yo ears i might can guide you im like a streering wheel i control the car i never had a mill but i don brought the bar they treat me like the reverend all my niggas stepping use to keep a gun now i dont need a weapon they glad that im a felon so they can use my past but im no ricky dink best student in the class