This is a song about "Jewlrey around my neck and ice on my neck"

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

Defiant to the death, till the day the ropes around my neck

That skate hard, thrash black hoodies, try something

Gold pendant for my neck, jesus is king

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

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Wraps it around his neck, and says goodbye

Luchador like i been masked but still remain fly

Jesus piece around my neck

My voice make her wet

No diamonds on my neck, but best believe its on my checklist

If you think you can spit then i am the fuckin' dentist

And my feet are chained up to my own neck without ever touching this land

Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand