This is a song about "Bills neck"

Wrap my lasso round you neck,

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Cause they fear me in physical form

Youll get your fucking neck torn,

Like your bitchin' wife and sister might get tonight

Stressin bout these bills and money like every night

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

I have mad skills, i have stacked up mad bills.

My god come before this bread

Ill stab you in the neck

Probably die getting some head

Through a tube down your neck!

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

But this ain't physics or rocket science

Belly full of paper bills