This is a song about "Red neck"

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Flow tighter than a noose on you neck

Nobody ain't own us yet

Through a tube down your neck!

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Color your eyes alveolar red

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

But i'm tied up, bound by this wall and neck

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

I wake up in a cold sweat, a red neck with his bed wet

Sunroof flow so over your head

Head so big i got a crooked neck

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

Found dead covered in red

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

Slice your neck until your face turn indian red,