This is a song about "Commin for the neck"

Picked the blade back up and put it on the side of my neck.

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

Whenever they spit that bullshit they spitting

Gold pendant for my neck, jesus is king

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Leave in bed just pissing himself the neck day probably

I leap out into a cat fight and bite his neck for the reply

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

And i been fucking with cosby since i was ten, you damn right

She's lost for words from the #tire #placement on her neck hide

I'm scientifically deducing the best way to break your neck,

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

To the words commin goutta that bitches mouth

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts