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

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

Insightfully write that right so keep your parasites paralyzed

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Talk of the town, i got two fools at my neck each second,

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

Wraps it around his neck, and says goodbye

All he thought about was tyin that rope round his neck

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

Except that i got one along with the shotgun rounds around my belt

Got a piece around my neck that spells out the name

Brings alotta joy buggati boy thats lane to lane

She don’t give her nigga head

Jesus piece around my neck

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

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