This is a song about "Got the rope around my neck"

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

It's like i've got a twisted neck with the coldest faces,

And yea i should’ve seen the signs by my first quote

Im the lyrical hangman this post the rope

Kick back and know yo son set

Jesus piece around my neck

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

Grab out my trust worthy razor slowly drag it across the bastards neck,

Up and then soar the rope,

Fly as ricky steam boat

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Got ya bitch wrapped around my necklace. flood the streets that was part of my

It was my father, with his hands wrapped around her neck.

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

A metal pencil multiple times to the neck was in my mind,

Said i'll return but i gotta fight the fate's arrived