This is a song about "Neck chains"

For the occasion, paper planes

A skinny asian who wears chains

Im trying to see her in bed

Through a tube down your neck!

That kept our motherland in chains

And i ain't got what it takes

No ho, acquainted with the floor

Gold chains, watches and more,

Keep talking about you snapbacks and your chains

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

Bite into your bangs, shake the chains.

One verse is all it takes

I’d be buying her chains

It’s something that’s in your veins

Woo-hah, got you all in check

Ill stab you in the neck