This is a song about "Icey chain on my neck"

She my billie jean we menage with mary jane

Too many slain, my people bound to a chain

This is like love, that you can never get

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

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Tried to yank my chain now your missing a tooth

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

He yelled go back to your room, hands still on her neck.

Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head

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

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

No sign of you anywhere, i felt a pain in my neck

Like a male version of lauryn hill

No budget but my chain is ill

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

Spitting sentences spilling residue on his crew neck