This is a song about "Neck suckers"

Manufactured substance that all you suckers abuse//

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Just this mornin i strangled a neck

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

New orleans, swag, wild style, foul child, suckers,

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

Running past them other suckers when i overlap.

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

Spun guitar strings, wrapped around your neck

Give us this day, our daily bread

Flow tighter than a noose on you neck

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Spitting sentences spilling residue on his crew neck

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

So do yourself a favor put the rope around your neck.